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VETERAN OF 1812 ; 



OR, 



KESIAH AND THE SCOUT. 

A Romantic Military Drama, in Five Acts. 
By T. TRASK WOODWARD, 

Author of 11 The Social Glass" 



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75. Adrienne, drama, 3 acts 7 

114. Anything for a Change, comedy, 1 3 
167. Apple Blossoms, comedy, 3 acts. ... 7 

93. Area Belle (The), farce, 1 act 3 

40. Atchi, comedietta, 1 act 3 

80. Aunt Charlotte's Maid, farce, 1 act. . 3 

192. Game of Cards (A), comedietta, 1 3 
166. Bardell vs. Pickwick, sketch, 1 act. 6 

41. Beautiful Forever, farce, 1 act 2 

141. Bells (The), drama, 3 acts 9 

67. Birthplace of Podgers, farce, 1 act. . 7 
36. Black Sheep, drama, 3 acts 7 

160. Blow for Blow, drama, 4 acts 11 

70. Bonnie Fish Wife, farce, 1 act 3 

179. Breach of Promise,, drama, 2 acts. . 5 
35. Broken-Hearted Club, comedietta, 1 4 

24. Cabman, No. 93, farce, 1 act 2 

1. Caste, comedy, 3 acts 5 

69. Caught by the Cuff, farce, 1 act 4 

175. Casf upon the World, drama, 5acts.l0 
55. Catharine Howard, historical play, 

^ 3 acts v 12 

80. Charming pair, farce, 1 act. f. 4 

65. Checkmate, comedy, 2 acts 6 

68. Chevalier de St. George, drama, 3 9 

76. Chops of the Channel, farce, 1 act. 3 

149. Clouds, comedy, 4 acts 8 

121. Comical Countess, farce, 1 act 3 

107. Cupboard Love, farce, 1 act 2 

152. Cupid's Eye-Glass, comedy, 1 act... 1 

52. Cup of Tea, comedietta, 1 act 3 

148. Cut off with a Shilling, comedietta, 

1 act 2 

113. Cyrill's Success, comedy, 5 acts 10 

199. Captain of the Watch (The), come- 
dietta, 1 act 4 

90. Daddy Gray, drama, 3 acts 8 

4. Dandelion's Dodges, farce, 1 act 4 

22. David (iarrick, comedy, 3 acts 8 

96. Dearest Mamma, comedietta, 1 act, 4 

16. Deare? than Life, drama, 3 acts 6 

S8. Deborah (Leah) drama, 3 acts 7 

125. Deerfoot, farce, 1 act 5 

7L Doing for the Best, drama, 2 acts . . 5 
tit. Dollars and Cents, comedy, t acts. . 9 



No. 

21. 
186. 

47. 

13). 

200. 

103. 

9. 

128. 
101. 

99. 
345. 
102. 

88. 

74. 

53. 

73. 

30. 

131. 

28. 

151. 

8. 

180. 

19. 

60. 
187. 
174. 

64. 
190. 
191. 
197. 

18. 

116. 

129. 
159. 
122. 
177. 
100. 
139. 

17. 

86. 

72. 



Dreams, drama, 5 acts 6 3 

Duchess de la Valliere, play, 5 acts.. 6 4 

Easy Shaving, farce, 1 act 5 2 

Everybody's Friend, comedy, 3 acts. 6 5 

Estranged, an operetta, 1 act 2 1 

Faust and Marguerite, drama, 3 acts, 9 7 
Fearful Tragedy in the Seven Dials, 

interlude, 1 act 4 1 

Female Detective, drama, 3 acts. . . .11 4 

Fernande, drama, 3 acts 11 10 

Fifth Wheel, comedy, 3 acts 10 2 

First Love, comedy, 1 act 4 1 

Foiled, drama. 4 acts - . 9 3 

Founded on Facts, farce, 1 act. . . ] 4 2 

Garrick Fever, farce, 1 act 7 4 

Gertrude's Money Box, farce, 1 act. 4 2 
Golden Fetter (Fettered), drama, 3 11 4 
Goose with the Golden Eggs, farce, 1 

1 act 5 3 

Go to Putney, farce, 1 act 4 3 

Happy Pair, comedietta, 1 act 1 1 

Hard Case (A), farce, 1 act 2 

Henry Dunbar, drama, 4 acts 10 3 

Henry the Fifth, historical play, 5 36 5 

He's a Lunatic, farce, 1 act 3 2 

Hidden Hand, drama, 4 acts 5 5 

His Own Enemy, farce, 1 act 4 1 

Home, comedy, 3 acts .4 3 

Household Fairy, sketch, 1 act 1 1 

Hunting the Slipper, farce, 1 act 4 1 

High C, comedietta, 1 act 4 2 

Hunchback (The), play, 5 acts 14 2 

If I Had a Thousand a Year, farce, 

1 act 4 3 

I'm Not Mesilf at All, original Irish ■ 

stew, 1 act 3 2 

In for a Holiday, farce, 1 act 2 3 

In the Wrong House, farce, 1 act. . . 4 2 

Isabella Orsini, drama, 4 acts 11 4 

I Sha'l Invite the Major, comedy, 14 1 

Jack Long, drama, 2 acts 9 2 

Joy is Dangerous, comedy, 2 acts. . . 3 3 

Kind to a Fault, comedy, 2 acts 6 4 

Lady of Lyons, play, 5 acts 12 

Lame IJxcuse, farce, 1 act 4 



A 



THE VETERAN OE 1812 ; 



OR, 



KESIAH AND THE SCOUT. 

% JKomanlit Utilitarg §rama, 

IN FIVE ACTS. 

/ 
By T. TRASK WOODWARD. 

II 

Author of" 77ie Social Glass.." 

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TRANCES AND EXITS — RELATIVE POSITIONS OP THE PERFORM- 
ERS ON THE STAGE, AND THE WHOLE OF THE STAGE 
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THE VETERAN OP 1812. 

CHARACTERS. 

Colonel Warren, the Veteran of 1812. 

Bill Jones, the scout. 

Jim Haines, a drunken villain. 

Sheriff Slason, Haines' associate in crime. 

Old Zibe, } dark servant3 f Col. Warren. 

Pete, \ 

Captain Hardy, U. S A. 

Charles Morrison, a sergeant. 

Jake Whitaker, a Yankee engineer, lawyer, etc. 

Corporal Manson, a soldier. 

Judge Went worth. 

Clerk of Court. ' 

Kesiah Wetherby, a Yankee maiden, housekeeper for Col. Warren. 

Mary Morrison, the sergeant's wife. 

Soldiers, Sheriff's posse, Darkeys, Police, Officers, etc. 

TABLEAU CHARACTERS. 

Goddess of Liberty. Goddess of Justice. 

Goddess of Hope. Goddess of Mercy. 

Two Angels. Eight Soldiers. 



TIME OF REPRESENTATION— ONE HOUR AND A HALF. 



SCENERY. 

ACT I -Scene I -Plantation scene, landscape background showing negro quar- 
ters set'in 3d groove. Set front of cottage, witli porch and practicable door, from 
n l'u to b 3 k Tableau, « Liberty in Mourning » representing the Goddess of 
Liberty kueeling at altar, draped in mourning, on pedestal, set in rear of 3d groove 
to show at close of scene. 

Scene II.— Landscape representing dense woods in 1st groove. 

Scene III — Same as Scene I. 

ACT II -SCENE.-A nicely-furnished parlor in 4th groove. Tableau. •' The Bat- 
tle -cai^ of Freedom," representing Liberty, Justice, Mercy and Hope, on pedes- 
tal blowing trumpets, set in rear of 4th groove. 

ACT III -Scene L-Same as Scene III. Act I. Tableau or Transformat.on Scene 
in rear of 3d groove, representing two angels in cloud background holding crown of 
fl0W ers as if to crown the Patriot. Liberty at altar, as in Act I, Scene 1. 

Sc^ne Il.-Same as Scene II. Act I, adding practicable set tree to shove on, b. 1 

K Scene m^Army officers' quarters; plain room in 3d groove. Tableau "Mercy's 
PLE " representing Mercy with little child kneeling to Justice, on pedesUL in rear 
of 3d j^oove. 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 6 

ACT IV.— Scene I.— Nicely -furnished parlor, same as Act II. 

Scene IL— Landscape or country road, in 1st groove. 

Scexe I1L — Landscape, a cleared field, in 4th groove, 

ACT V.— Scene I,— Same as Scene II, Act IV. 

Scene II,— Court-room, in 3d groove, with Judge's desk, and table for counsel, n. 
Prisoners dock, l.; chairs for all. Final grand tableau, "Libebty Rejoicing," 
representing Liberty, Justice. Mercy and Hope, with wreaths of flowers, crowning 
unarmed soldiers, on pedestal, in rear of 3d groove. v 



COSTUMES. 

Bill Jones.— Acts I and HI, hunting suit, black felt hat. Act III.— as Fliney— long 
ulster, full red beard and wig ; under ulster dress to suit taste. 

Jim Haines.— Seedy black tight-fitting coat, buttoned to throat, standing collar, red 
necktie, seedy " plug " hat, dark black crop wig, red nose. 

Captain Hardy, Mobrison, Manson, Soldiers Guards, etc. — U. S. A. regulation 
uniform. All other costumes modern and according to taste. 

Tableau Characters.— Libebty, Justice, Hope, Meecy and Angels, Usual alle- 
gorical costumes. 



PROPERTIES. 



Act I.— Pack of cards; two navy revolvers; two shotguns; Bible for Uncle Zibe; 
umbrella for Kesiah; rifle, revolver, and hunting knife for Bill Jones; revolver for 
Slason; muskets for posse; American flag; pick and shovel for daikeys; cane for 
Colonel Warren; five muskets for Jones' darkeys; eight muskets, with fixed bayo- 
nets, for soldiers in tableaux; red lights for tableaux. 

Act LI.— Bills to represent $50 for Win taker; purse and watch for Manson ; four 
trumpets for Goddess of Liberty and others, in tableaux; eight muskets, with fixed 
bayonets, for stack; red lights for tableaux. 

Act HI. — Pair of navy revolvers and two shotguns for Colonel Warren; rope and 
handkerchief to bind and blindfold Kesiah; tin trunk containing will, etc. ; crown 
of flowers for angels in tableaux; eight muskets, with fixed bayonets, for soldiers 
in tableaux; red and green fires for tableaux; pistol for Pete; five muskets for 
Jones' darkeys; writing materials for Captain Hardy. 

Act TV. — Letter for Mary Morrison, and revolver under table cover; paper repre- 
senting petition for Whitaker; flask and pistol for Haines; tin trunk and umbrella 
for Kesiah; plain pine coffin for execution scene; bandage for soldier; muskets for 
firing party; paper to represent pardon, for Whitaker. 

Act V.— Flask and pistol, as before, for Haines; law and record books for Court; 
writing materials and tables in court room; watch and warrant for officer; gavel 
for clerk; pencil for ; ' Fliney"; satchel, with two folded documents representing 
wills, also other papers, and jewelry, for Whitaker; written paper to represent 
"confession,'' in Whitaker's pocket; flowers, wreaths, stacks of arms, etc., for 
tableaux. 



THE YETERAN OF 1812. 



ACT I. 

SCENE I —Col. Warren's plantation in Western Virginia. Land- 
scape background, with negro quarters set in 2. On right of stage 
from R 1 E. to r. 3 E., represent side of house, with porch and 
practicable door to enter, r. 1 b. and r. 4 b. must be practicable. 
Small box l. c. for darkeys to play cards on; rustic seat at back; 
with large Bible; near door of house, front, r., a table with drawer; 
in drawer two navy revolvers ; large arm-chair between table and 
house; just inside of house two guns, loaded. 1 'our darkeys play- 
ing cards on box, a number of small darkeys around them looking 
on Old Zibe seated on rustic seat reading Bible. Raise curtam 
to' lively music. When curtain is up, open with a plantation 
melody or jubilee song, sung by Pete All the darkeys join leav- 
ing their card-playing. After song the darkeys resume card-play- 
ing, and the dialogue commences. 

Old Zibe. Now all you ornery niggers tinks you knows a heap,Jmt 
you is dewust set ob ignoramuses I eber seed, you is. Aunt Kesiah 
amt no'lation to ole Cunn el Warren. Long time ago when deoe 
missus went up NoiT, she fotched Kesiah back wid her to obersee de 
housekeepin' an' take car' ob eberyting; an' eberybody like her, so dat s 
why dey call her aunt. n 

Pfte Den dat yere's de whyfore dat she's our aunt ? 

Zibe Dat am de fac'. An' now all ole Mars'r Warren's folks am done 
dead an' old Mars'r Warren like Aunt Kesiah such a heap dat he s gwlne 
to o- 1) a I de property to her when he dies. An all dis yere plantation, 
%^%T^m belong to her when de ole mars'r is done gone 

de pETE. But, gran'fadder, what's all dis yere rumpus 'bout de Linkum 
Yankee folks" Mars'r Jim Haines tole me dat dem Linkum Yankee 
fofe was cumin' down yere to tote all we uns up Norf to s hobe snow, 
an' dey is gwine ter kill all de ole niggers an' all de mars is an missuses. 

Ur Z?BE. g Yah''yah, yah! Did dat old red-nose Haines tole yer dat? 

Yl p E TE ai Wh^'s done gt amiss wid yer, gran'fadder? is yer done gone 

C1 'zibe Now look yere. Don't all yon darkeys know dat dis yere ole 
Mi ^ran' oTe Mars'r Warren was horned de same year, an' dat we was 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 5 

Omnes. Umph ! Oli ! 

Zibe. Yes, dar s gvvine to be drefful times ! I heerd de ole mars'r an' 
Aunt Kesiah tell all 'bout it. De Linkum folks want to set all de dark- 
eys tree, an' de Souf get mad 'bout it, an' dey tar down de flag, an' dey 
blow Fort Sumter all to pieces! 

Omnes. Umph ! Ob ! 

Zibe. An' Mars'r Warren say dat de Souf '11 get a mity big lickin' an' 
dat de Souf '11 be done gone ruined. 

Omnes. Umpli ! Oh ! 

Pete. But whars de darkeys gwine when dey is free? {darkeys except 
Pete retire up stage and resume cards.) 

Zibe. De Lord knows; but he will take care ob us. Dem dat's got bad 
mars'rs'U hab a day ob jubilee; but we uns will neber see de ole mars'rs 
like ag'iu. But it's a drefful ting, war is ! I was wid de old mars'r 
down "to de battle ob New Orleans, an' I used to see Gineral Jackson 
ebery day. — But look dar ! {pointing off'u. 1 e.) Dar comes Aunt Kesiah 
wid her bumberilla. 

Pete. I spec' siie'd carry dat yere bumberilla if she was gwine to a 
corn-shuckin'. 

Enter Kesiah, e. 1 e.. umbrella raised. Darkeys playing cards. 

Kesiah {in Yankee dialect). Have the field hands gone tew work, 
Zibe? 

Zibe. Yes, missus. 

Kes. Yew must look well to yer master's interests, now, Zibe, for 
he can't get another overseer as long as he has the stars and stripes 
h'isted on the ruff of the house. I "hope he'll come home to-night, 
{observes darkeys playing cards) Sakes alive! what on airth be yew 
darkeys dewing? Sakes alive ! playing keards? {shuts umbrella) How 
often 'have I told yew about the wickedness of keards. {poking them 
with umbrella) Clear off, yew lazy, good for nothhY niggers; clear off. 
{drives them off behind house, r. 4 e. Pete steals the cards and puts 
them in his pocket, Kesiah returns and loolcs for them) Where on 
airth have them keards gone to ? 

Pete. I reckon dem good for nothing ningers tote 'em off wid 'em. 

Kes. No they didn'c; yew've got them, Pete. 

Pete. I 'clar, Aunt Kesiah, Idunno nuffin 'bout um. 

Kes. I know better. Jest yew turn your pockets out; turn 'em out 
quick ! (Pete turns out one pocket after another, Kesiah poking him 
with umbrella ; finally the cards are found in pistol-pocket) Oh, what 
an abominable lie. Pete, yew are the worst nigger I ever did see. 

Pete. I 'clar to gorry, I neber did see de like ! Dem am wicked 
keards, sartin. Dey crawled riaht inter my pocket ! 

Kes. Sakes alive ! Yew tarnal critters, for ten years I've been trying 
to teach vew, and bring yew into light; still yew prefer darkness. 

Pete. I 'spec' dat ar's kase we uns was borned dat color. Yah, yah ! 

Zibe {looking l. 1 e.). Look ! dar's Mars'r Bill Jones coming. (Kesiah 
places cards on box, Pete steals them again.) 

{Exit Zibe and Pete through door into house, b. 

Enter Jones, in hunting suit, rifle in hand, revolver and bowie-knife 

in belt. 

Jones. Good morning, Kesiah. Has Kernal Warren kem home? {he 
uses Western Virginia dialect.) ■ - 



6 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 

Kes. No, Mister Jones, and we don't expect bim till night. 
Jones. Mr. Jones! Kesiuli, what's the use putting on frills and 
talking that way to me, when some day we are to be Bill Jones and 
wife ? 

Kes. Sakes alive ! did I ever tell yew that I'd be yer wife ? What do 
I care for yew ? {coquettishly.) 

Jones. Thar'3 no use puttin' on any more French, Kesiah. Yer a 
right smart sort o' gal, and I'll be dog-goned if I don't lick the chap 
that dares to say yer haint. But I kern yere to see if you and the Ker- 
nal war all right, kase I'm gwine away. 

Kes. {anxiously). Going away? Not to be gone a great while I 
hope? 

Jones {aside). Dern my picter ! she's kinder anxious, {aloud, sarcas- 
tically) Why, what dew yew care for me? 

Kes. Now, Bid Jones, yew'd better stop yer galivantin, or I'll get 
mad, and yew must tell me where yer going, for these are troublesome 
times. (Haines appears listening at l. u. e.) 

Jones. Well, Kesiah, since the battle of Bull Run the secessionists 
have been burning out the Unionists, plundering them, forcing them 
into the Confederate army, or hanging them. Now, thar's the stars 
and stripes on the ruff of "Kern al Warren's house, and they may come 
yere; but I reckon not, for anv true Southerner w#uld be ashamed to 
harm one of Gen. Jackson's old officers. So I'll go on a scout, and find 
out who are true to the flag, and who are traitors. I'll be back soon. 

Kes. Dew, for 1 fear that Jim Haines more than any one else. He 
pretends friendship where he really hates. 

Jones. Jim Haines? Why he's the meanest skunk in all these yere 
parts, and the biggest coward. (Haines shaking clenched hand) It he 
comes yere to harm you or the Kernal, he'll find Bill Jones on his trail, 
and he'll be mity sorry that he " chipped in," if he riles me. But I must 
be off. Good day! [ijetf. \- } E - 

Kes. Jest like Bill Jones; comes when least expected, and leaves 
about the time vew want him to remain, {turns r.) Well, he's a kind, 
o-ood soul, and perhaps some day I'll allow him to carry my umbenlla 
for the remainder of his life. {.Exit into house. 

Haines {coming down l. c. ) . Oh, ho ! Bill Jones is after the 1 ankee 
o-irl;— this accounts for his Union principles. And he expects Kesiah to 
get the Warren plantation, and he wants to join the Jones estate to it. 
Ah, ha! Mr. Jones I have a plan that may spoil your little game. So 
" Jim Haines is the meanest skunk and the biggest coward in all these 
parts ! " Bill Jones, you illiterate puppy, I'll get even with you for that. 
I left a colonel's commission for you at your house, but now 1 11 get jou 
lmno- as a traitor to the Confederate cause. Good ! James Haines, keep 
your 5 head away from all danger, and do a little plotting, and you will 
win. 

Enter Kesiah from house, followed by Zibe. Zibe goes to rustic seat, 
takes Bible to read ; seated. 

Good day, Kesiah. I was about to enter the house on a matter of busi- 
ness and friendship. . 

Kes. (aside). Friendship ! I wonder what knavery he's up to now ! 
(to him) Kernal Warren is away, so you will have to postpone yer 
friendship till some other time. 

Haines Ah well then, I can inform von just as well. As a iriencl i 
called to advise vou to pull down that United States flag that is wav- 
ing so defiantly on the roof of this house. Our people are so exasperated 



THE VETERAN OP 1812. 7 

at what they deem an insult, they may do some violent act. Ahem ! 
may mob the colonel. 

Kes. What, pull deown the flag of his country, which he helped to de- 
fend at New Orleans ? Pull deown the stars and stripes for fear of be- 
in' mobbed? 

Haines. I — I merely advise as a friend. 

Kes. If yew were a friend to Kernal Warren, and to the stars and 
stripes, yew'd come here armed to help defend it. 

Haines. But, Miss Kesiah, I am a non-combatant, a mediator, {look- 
ing l.) But here comes Sheriff Slason with a posse, so you hail better 
haul it down. 

Enter Slason and five others from l. 1 and 2 e. Slason goes to Zibe, 

who rises. 

Slas. I say, old darkey, go and pull that rag from the staff, top of the 
house, and bring it here ! 

Kes. I'd have yew to know that there ain't no rag on the top of the 
house. That is the flag of the Union, and long may it wave, in spite of 
sich tarnation rebbils as yew are. 

Slas. Oh ! shut up, you Yankee screech-owl! 

Kes. (beats him with umbrella). Yew mean, insignificant hang-dog 
of a traitor, take that, and that! {music, tremolo. Haines attempts 
to interfere ; she beats Haines around stage. Slason and men laugh- 
ing. ) 

Haines. Stop ! stop ! my dear Kesiah— Miss Wetherby, will you 
stop *? 

Kes. No, I won't stop; j r ew've got my dander riz, and j-ew'd better 
clear out, the hull pack of ye. Sakes alive ! The first man that at- 
tempts to pull deown that flag, I'll break every bone in his body. 

Slas. {to men). Two of you take that she-devil and lock her up in 
the house, {music repeated. They attempt to capture her ; she fights 
them with umbrella, but is finally overpowered and taken in.) 

Slas. {to Zibe). Now, you black scorpion, go and pull down that 
flag ! 

Zibe. Mars'r Slason, ole Mars'r "Warren fought under dat yar flag, 
down to New Orleans. I was wid him, an' he tole me neber to run, an' 
neber to lower dem yar colors. 

Slas. {striking Zibe's face with open hand). Curse you! if you don't 
obey me, I'll blow you into eternity. 

Zibe. Mars'r Slason, dem yar stars an' stripes am de flag ob my 
country, and de flag ob Mars'r Warren's country. I'se been his sarvint 
eber since I'se horned, an' he nebber struck me, nebber ! He tole me 
nebber to pull down dat fla^ an' so help me de Lor'. I nebber will ! 

Slas. {aiming revolver). Then die! {fires, Zibe falls c, at back) 
Now for that rag! Follow, men! {enters house followed by men. 
Haines, frightened, tremblingly fallows.) 

As soon as they are off, enter from rear of house, r. 4 e., Pete and 
other darkeys ; they go each side of Zibe. 

Pete. Dey hab killed poor old gran'fadder Zibe. Hand me de good 
book from de seat, {one passes Bible from rustic seat, Pete takes it) 
Dls yere, darkey3, is de Bible he loved so well. 'Twas dat yere Slaeon 
dat shot him. Now all lay yer right ban's on dis yere book. (Pete hold- 
ing book over Zibe, they ail lay their right hands on book) Now we all 



8 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 

sw'ar tohab revenge on Slason defus' chance we get. {all bow) Darkeys, 
look at de good ole man; lie nebber more watch de ole plantation, neb- 
ber read dis yere good book to us. De poor ole slave is free. 

Darkeys kneel each side of Zibe, whose feet should be toward 
Audience. Music, " The Poor Old Slave has gone to Rest," until 
change. Lights down. The scene in 4 opens and shows tableau, 
Liberty in mourning. An altar draped with mourning, Liberty 
kneeling, also in mourning, should be mounted on pedestal. In 
rear of altar and higher, eight soldiers at funeral rest. Throw 
red lights on picture from both sides. When fires begin to bum 
low, closed in by 

SCENE II. — In 1st groove. A landscape or dense wood. 

Enter at change, r. 1 e., Slason and posse and two Darkeys with pick 
and shovel. One of Slason's men has the flag. 

Slas. You darkeys take that flag and bury it under that tree, {points 
ofl'h. 1 e. They take the flag and exit l. 1 e.) Boys, where's Haines? 
{looking off r, ) Oh, here he comes ! 

Enter Haines, r. 1 e. 

Haines, don't you intend to take a hand in any of these affairs? 

Haines. Why, friend Slason, I am an agent in my legal capacity for 
the Confederate States ; I am supposed to be a non-combatant. I 
must be careful and not come out too boldly, because I should lose too 
much valuable information. 

Slas. Nonsense. Haines; the fact is you are a contemptible coward. 
You an agent- for the Confederate States ! Who obtained for you ycur 
appointment? A few of us to whom you are heavily indebted, you pet- 
tifogging limb of the law. {men all laugh.) 

Haines. Why, friend Slason, I— I am astonished to hear you talk so; 
why, I have practiced at the bar for twenty years. 

Slas. Yes, at the whiskey bar, as your firebrand of a nose clearly indi- 
cates, but in the courts of law, you never won a single case of any ac- 
count, but always managed to fleece your clients, and then lost the 
money at the gaming table, or spent it for bad whiskey, {men laugh 
again.) 

Haines. Friend Slason, you — your remarks are rather cutting. I 
should resent them as insults, if they were uttered by any one but you. 
But friends must not quarrel, you know. 

Slas. Don't talk so much about friendsliip. As soon as old Warren 
gets home, we must visit him again, and if he doesn't retract and throw 
up his Union principles and assist the cause by liberal contributions, he 
must be taken to prison, and his property confiscated. If he resists, 
we'll kill him. 

Haines. That's right. I'll levy on the property, and sell it under the 
hammer. 

Slas. Yes; and if we have any trouble with the old dotard, you must 
take a hand in the fight. Now, boys, to the Court-house. 

[Exit all, l. 1 e. 

SCENE in.— Same as Scene 1st, except that the rustic seat and box 
have been removed. Colonel Warren discovered seated in arm- 
chair. Haines in chair at left of table, both facing Audience. 

HaineS. I called, Col. Warren, to ascertain your sentiments regarding 



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secession. I am appointed an agent, in my legal capacity, for the Con- 
federate States. A war with the North is now inevitable. '• Sumter" 
has fallen, and the battle of Bull-Run has been fought. 

Col. Warren. Yes ! a war is inevitable, {both rising and coming 
dovm) But who begun this fratricidal war? Who trampled that dear 
old flag in the dust? Who has insulted that emblem of freedom; the 
banner raised by the patriots of " '76 "? Who, but the Judases of the 
South — the secessionists. 

Haines. Why, Colonel, you quite astonish me; you, a large owner of 
slaves, and talk thus? Why, I had always looked at the matter in the 
light that we must protect our property. 

Col. W. Protect fiddlesticks ! You know better, and you knew before 
you came here just what my sentiments were. You knew that the blood 
of one of Marion's men flows in my veins, and that I fought under Jack- 
son at New Orleans. You knew that my slaves were a" burden to me, 
and that the great question with me was how the South could be freed 
from this curse, for slavery is a curse to any nation, whatever form it 
may assume. And now you ask my opinion of secession ! 

Haines. My dear sir, I beg ten thousand pardons ; I merely called to 
have a social chat. I — I do not like to have you get excited. 

Col. W. Haines, I have always tried to live an honest life. When a 
boy, my father taught me my duty to God and my country, and to des- 
pise hypocrisy and treason. Soon I expect to go to that better land 
where Washington and his followers have gone, among them, my father. 
Were I to become a traitor to that flag which he helped to raise and de- 
fend, think you that he and my old commander, General Jackson, would 
be on the opposite shore of that dark river to welcome me? No ! it 
would be Benedict Arnold with that hand outstretched, that the nobility 
of England, the very purchasers of his soul, woutd not grasp. 

Haines. Oh, my dear Colonel, you are drawing it too— too strong — 
too severe. Why, if I remain listening to you much longer, I may be 
tempted to take up arms for the flag, although I am a non-combatant. 

Col. W. Jim Haines, you are the worst hypocrite I ever knew. You 
think, as I am seventy-five years of age, and my physical system some- 
what impaired, that I have not enough mental vigor remaining to en- 
able me to see through your knavery and cunning. You come here 
with smooth tongue and pretended friendship to gather what informa- 
tion you can, and then betray me. 

Haines. Oh. no, my dear Colonel; I merely come to caution you that 
your present course may be unwise — your property may be confiscated. 
The people are becoming so exasperated, that they may harm you. 
Ahem, may — may hang you. 

Col. W. Hang me? Ha! ha! ha! They would cheat me of but 
little life at that. Hang me? Jim Haines, the gallows has been 
robbed of its just dues too long by your shrewdness and cunning. 
But a fearful retribution awaits you. You it was that induced the mob 
to come here, in my absence, and tear the stars and stripes from the 
flagstaff on my house, and to murder my good old servant Zibe, who 
was my faithful servant from my boyhood, and with me in every danger 
during the last war with Great Britain. You hypocritical non-com- 
batant knave, friend in word, but foe in deed, {raises his cane.) 

Haines. Now— now, Colonel, {backing l.) you— you quite mistake 
me. 

Col. W. Jim Haines, the South is " sowing the wind ; " it will 
"reap the whirlwind." Grass will grow in the streets of her finest 
cities, brother will bear arms against brother, and slavery, the very 
thing they wish to protect and extend, will become its scourge. And 



10 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 

when the South shall have become subjugated, a generation will pass 
away before this beautiful land will again become prosperous, and the 
names of the leaders of this hellish rebellion will go down to posterity 
with the damning stigma of traitor indelibly stamped thereon. Now, 
sir, leave my premises; this is no place for a traitor to God and hi3 
couutry. Oil with you! {drives him off, l., with cane. Colonel goes 
to arm-chair, when seated, Haines sneaks in on tip-toe, trembling.) 

Haines. Yes, I'll go; but I just wanted to say that Sheriff Slason and 
his men are in the grove, and — (Colonel has risen, and with raised 
cane advances. Haines gets to l. 1 e.) 

Col. W. Clear out ! (Haines dodges out, but re-enters as soon as 
Colonel goes toward table. ) 

Haines. Aha ! I pity you. (bus. repeated) I think they will hang 
you. (bus. repeated, and Colonel goes to seat. Haines exits.) 

Col. W. Slason and his men in the grove, and no one here but 
Kesiah ! I will see to my pistol3. Oid as "l am I can yet strike a blow 
for the old flag, (takes jnstols from table drawer.) 

Enter Kesiah, from house. 

Kes. Sakes alive ! what on airth kept that wolf in sheep's clothing 
here so long? And I could see him join the mob in the grove when he 
went away. It is the same mob that locked me up, and killed poor 
Zibe. 

Col. W. Bring both of my guns, quick ! (Kesiah goes into house) 
With these two revolvers and my guns, I can yet do my country some 
service. 

Re-enter Kesiah, from house, with two guns and umbrella. 

Kes. Here are the guns, jest as Bill Jones left them, loaded. (Kesiah 
sets guns near Colonel.) 

Enter, l. 1 and 2 e., Slason and five others. Haines skulking in the 
rear. Colonel levels pistols. 

Col. W. Halt! stir not another step! What is your business? (Sla- 
son seizes Haines, and pushes him to front, c. Haines trembling vio- 
lently.) 

Haines. I— I — I have orders from the Confederate a— a— authorities 
to — to take you to prison. I shall take charge of you mj'self ; so, my 
dear Colonel, be quiet, and go peaceably. (Kesiah advances toward 
him with umbrella at charge. Haines attempts to get to rear of Men, 
Slason pushes him to front and l. c. again. The Men are ranged up 
and down stage, l., Slason toward foot-lights.) 

Kes. Now yew jest keep right back, yew mean skunk; yew stir 
another inch, yew imp of Satan, and I'll bagonet yew with my umbrella. 

Haines. Come, men, take this tiger-cat away, and down with the old 
mnn. (Men come to "charge bayonet." Kesiah the same with umbrella. 
Colonel levelling both 'pistols. ) 

Enter, suddenly, e. 1 e., Bill Jones,— rifle at aim. 

Jones. Hold, cowards, fall back ! (Slason and Men fall back and 
come to ' ' carry arms ; " after which J one9 brings rifle down from 
shoulder. Kesiah falls back, b,, Colonel sits in arm-chair, still re- 



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tabling pistols in handy position. Jones r. c, Haines attempts to 
skulk to rear, Season throws him to l. c, facing Jones. TJiis business 
should be executed very rapidly) Jim Haines, whar's the use of murder- 
in' old men, and insulting women? I'll be dog-goned if I haint a right 
smart notion of tearin' you inter mop-rags ! 

Haines. I was merely doing my — my duty. I act under orders in my 
official capacity, Colonel Jones. 

Jones. Bill Jones, if you please, Jim Haines. 

Haines. Why, you are a Colonel in the Confederate army. I left' your 
commission at your house, yesterday, (bus. between Haines and Slason 
repeated.) 

Jones. Confederate wild cats ! Now, Jim Haines, and all of ye, if yer 
ever harm that thar old man, or lay yer hands on that thar piece of 
kalliker, I'll be dog-goned if I don't whip yer to death with a black- 
snake; for that thar piece of Yankee dry goods is some day to be Mrs. 
Bill Jones. 

Kes. Not much I haint, if yew accept a rebbil commission ! 

Jones. Hold yer hosses, Kesiah ! Now, men, thar's that thar old 
veteran of the war of 1812, and over seventy-five years old, and yer 
want to arrest him; more! yer want to hang him. Look at the old 
gray-headed patriot who fought under Jackson. S'pose he wuz yer 
father; what would yer think of a pack of bloodhoun's who would ta'r 
the flag from the ruff of his house, and murder one of his good old ser- 
vants ? And what would yer think of the dog-gtned sneak that would 
set the houirs to the work he hadn't the courage to do himself? Don't 
yer feel ashamed to call yerselves Southerners ? If yer feel half as sheep- 
ish as yer look, I pity yer. (Men excited — Jones quickly brings rifle to 
''■ready' 1 ) Oh, yer needn't go to riling up ! It's Bill Jones talking ter 
yer. (Men cool down and resume previous positions. Jones brings 
down rifle, and pulls paper from pocket of hunting shirt) Haines, 
what did yer mean by leaving this yere rebbil Kernal's kermission to my 
house? Speak! 

Haines (rising). Why, I supposed you would accept it : for there is 
wealth and honor in it 

Jones (opens commission, takes chew of tobacco from mouth, places 
it inside of commission, then folds it and places the document in 
Haines' hand) Thar! return that thar dockyment to Jeff Davis & Co., 
and tell them that Bill Jones encloses an old soger fer to make a kernal 
of. Now git ! all of ye, or I'll be dog-goned if I don't decorate the trees 
yere abouts with the derndest looking set of villains that ever went un- 
hung. 

Slas. Bill Jones, we came here to arrest that old traitor. We have 
listened to your insults because Haines informed us that you were a Con- 
federate Colonel. Now we will do our dutj', and if you interfere, you 
must take the consequences. Forward, men ! (music tremolo. Slason 
pushes Haines to c, Kesiah "pokes" him in stomach with umbrella; 
he falls, Kesiah raises umbrella to strike. Men#£ "charge." Jones 
covers Slason with rifle. Colonel levels 'pistols across table.) 

Five Darkeys enter suddenly, r. u. e., with guns at charge. Picture. 
Execute this picture quickly. 

Jones. Them's Jones' darkeys ! 

quick curtain. 



12 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 



ACT H. 

SCENE. — Parlor in Uh groove. Charles Morrison's house, Neteon- 
ville, Mass. Mary Morrison seated. When curtain is uj), Mary 
rises, comes down c. 

Enter Charles Morrison, l. 1 e. 

Charles. Well, Mary, this morning's news is bad. A battle has been 
fought at "Bali's Bluff," with sad disaster to our arms, and fearful loss 
of life. 

Mary. This is sad and discouraging, but the North are too slow. 
They should throw more enthusiasm and patriotism into the fearful task 
before them; display more energy, and place more men in the held. 

Charles. Bravo ! Mary, you have the right spirit for a soldier's wife, 
and I know that you will not object to my re-enlisting, if I did have to 
take to my heels at the battle of ; ' Bull-Run." 

Mary. No, Charles, I will not object, although it fills my heart with 
sadness to think that our country is in need of such sacrifices, and to 
think that you must be exposed to such suffering and danger. Yet we 
must submit willingly, if we expect such sacrifices from others. 

Charles. Then, Mary, dear wife, I will inform you that I have again 
enlisted, and as we depart in the next train for Boston I must be ready. 
Mary, I wish you to understand the condition of our finances. The 
mortgage on this house is now but two hundred dollars. Mr. Washburn 
will not request payment of either interest or principal, until my return. 
I will remit my pay to you as fast as possible. 

Mary. I do not fear poverty. 

Charles. And never did, or you would not have married me in vio- 
lation of your rich fathers commands. 

Mary. Dear father! Although he forgave me before he died, and 
blessed me with his dying words," yet I suppose he deemed it best to give 
his property to others. 

Charles. That is uncertain. Mr. Waterbury, to-day, informed me 
that vour father left a will, that it was executed by the late Judge 
Hanlon, and that Mr. Haley, who was killed in a railroad accident, and 
himself, were the witnesses. The contents of the will were not to be 
divulgied until five years after your father's decease. Your father's 
brother, James Haines, of Western Virginia, was appointed executor. 

Mary. Uncle James! I remember "him well. You are aware that 
my mother was a Northern woman, whom my father married just after 
lie graduated from Harvard. He then took her to his home in Western 
Virginia, where I was born. 

Charles. Yes; and when you were sixteen years of age your family 
returned here for your mother's health. I remember well your Uncle 
James; I formed a very unfavorable opinion of him; although I may 
have been deceived. 

Mary. I think you were not deceived; for my mother feared him. and 
cautioned me never to confide in him. If he administers my father's 
property, I fear that it will not reach the parties my father intended it to. 
However, if your life be spared through the coming struggle, 1 shall be 
abundantly blessed. 

Charles. Do not fear for me, Mary; I know the danger, and to be 
truthful, fear it. But I consider my duty to my country and to human- 
ity, and pray Heaven to give me strength to meet it bravely. 

'Mary. Mv dear husband, Heaven will give you strength and courage; 



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and will give our arms the victor}'. The cause of freedom will not be 
lost. 

Charles. Now, Mary. I will go to the nursery to give the children 
one farewell kiss, and then I am ready for duty. [Exit, e. 2 e. 

Mary {solus). So soon to part, and perhaps forever. Heaven pro- 
tect my noble husband ! 

Enter Jake Whitaker, l. 1 e. Walks lame. 

Jake. "Well, now. I guess I didn't ouuhter come right in without 
knockiug; but I got up steam pretty quick, arter I heard that Charley 
Morrison was going to war ag'in. Hope you'll excuse me this time. 

Re-enter Charles, r. 2 e. 

Mary. No apology is necessary, Mr. Whitaker. 

Charles. Welcome to our house at any and all times. (Jake, c, 
Charles, l. c, Mary, r. c.) 

Jake. Well, now, that's clever. Dern it— excuse me, I didn't mean 
ter swear. I went down to the 'cruiting office to 'list, but they said they 
didn't take cripples or fools. Dern it ! There I am ag'in. Excuse me, 
I don't mean to swear, but if I had jest had that chap that said it, out 
doors I'd er knocked the hull top of his der — there I go ag'in. Well, I 
didn't swear that time, anyhow. But they say I can't go for a soger 
'cause my right knee is stiff. But, Charley, I wan't you to take this fif- 
ty dollar bill, so that you won't be short of change, {handing bill.) 

Charles. No. no, Jake, it would not be right for me to accept so large 
a sum from you. 

Mary. What, a sound, healthy man take fifty dollars from a hard- 
working cripple? 

JakeT Cripple ! Dern it ! — There I am again, slopping over all the 
time; but I can't help swearing when I think about everybody's chewing 
my stiff* leg all the time. Plague on the red varmint that sent that 
arrow inter my knee-pan ; but I riz his hair, and left his bones to bleach 
on the Sarah Nevadas. 

Mary. I beg ten thousand pardons; but I did not think it right to 
take your hard earnings. 

Jake. Now see here; you call me a hard worker; so I am, cause it's 
my natur ; I've got coin enough to live without working, but taint my 
natur. I made twenty thousand dollars out o' my patent chair inven- 
tion, and I speckilated in mining stocks and made my pile in Californy; 
but I don't make a fule o' myself, and dress dandyfied' and part my hair 
in the middle, 'cause taint my luitur. Now, I'm plum-chuck full of pat- 
riotism, and if I don't dew something towards licking them tarnation 
seceshers I'll bust. So. Charley, jest take this fifty dollars, and when 
you see some poor soger in trouble, help him, and when this is gone 
send to me for more. 

Charles. To use as a charity fund among my comrades I will accept 
it. {takes money.) 

Jake. Hurrah ! I've done something for liberty ! Now, Charley, when 
you get inter a fight jest shoot once for me. and take mighty good aim. 
Now, Molly— I call yer Molly 'cause you put me in mind of a gal I used 
to go a courtin' out in Californy. but she had a tussle with the fever an' 
ager up on the old Yuba, and old ager shook her inter kingdom glory, 
and so I lost her — now, Molly, if ever yer in trouble, let me know it and 
I'll be yer friend, {takes Mary's hand) Charley. God bless you. {takes 
Charles' hand, Mary turns r., Charles l. ; Jake's head bowed. All 
momentarily affected.) 



14 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 



Enter, l. 1 e., James Manson. 

Manson. Charles, I have just enlisted, and am in haste to send my 
parting - message to my wife, and you will excuse me if I have intruded. 

Charles. It is all right, my boy ; I am glad to have you for a com- 
rade. (Jake crosses l. c. to Manson, Charles and Mary retire up stage 
to seats, by-play between them.) 

Jake. James Manson, I'll take yer parting message to yer wife, and I'll 
dew it jest as gentle as "Mary had a little lamb." Speakin' o' Mary 
always reminds me o' my Molly that's gone to kingdom— Well, that 
wont interest you now, so I'll switch ofl'o' that track. 

Mans. Here are my purse and watch, which I wish you to give my 
wife, with my farewell. I have not time, for the train will soon be due. 
{hands watch and purse ; Jake takes watch and places in pocket, holds 
purse in hand.) 

Jake. Now, Jim Manson, jest you whistle down brakes and shet yer 
throttle. — How much money is there in this purse? 

Mans. Forty in bills, and ten in gold. 

Jake. Jest you put your purse in your pocket, and I'll give yer wife 
fifty dollars, {forcing the purse into Manson's hands.) 

Mans. What, you, a railroad engineer, give away fifty dollars ? 

Jake. Shet off yer steam! I drive a locomotive, 'cause it's my natur 
to be 'round machinery, not 'cause I'm obliged'to work, but then, that's 
my affair. Now I want ter jest tell yer that I'm goin' to do all lean 
for the sogers and their families. If I can't go for a soger, I'll help them 
that do go. Good bye, Jim, and when yer get inter the fight, jest shoot 
fifty dollars' worth for me, and don't shoot till yer draw a good bead on 
the enemy. [Exit, l. 1 e. 

Mans, {turning to Charles and Mary, who come down). Why, Jake 
Whitaker has actually forced me to receive fifty dollars. 

Charles. He did the same by me; he is the best friend to soldiers in 
Nelsonville. I am informed that he is quite wealthy. He is educated 
and was admitted to the bar, while in California, although his eccen- 
tric manners and queer dialect would indicate illiteracy, {sound of dis- 
tant drum and fife) But hark! I hear the drum. Captain Hardy will 
soon be here to pay you his respects, and then, Mary, a long farewell. 
{they embrace, c. Manson faces l., head bowed. Music continues to 
approach door in flat.) 

Capt. Hardy {without). Halt! {music ceases.) 

Enter Capt. Hardy, door in fiat. Charles and Manson salute, Capt. 
Hardy returns salute, and then raises cap to Mary, steps forward 
and takes her hand. 

Capt. fl. Mrs. Morrison, it seems sad that so many happy homes 
should be made sorrowful by the demands of an unnatural war: but we 
hope that the sundering of family ties, and the parting from those we 
love will be but temporary, and that this war may prove to be to our 
country a blessing in disguise. 

Mary. Captain .Hardy, if this war exterminates slavery, it will prove 
a blessing. And 1 rejoice to see our brave young men respond so 
promptly to freedom's call. You fight for a glorious cause— the cause 
of humanity; you fight to maintain that freedom for which Washington 
and the patriots of the Revolution fought, and that flag under which our 
independence was gained— the flag to which Jackson and the heroes of 
1812 added new lustre by their brilliant victories. Under the stars and 



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stripes a mighty empire has risen, governed, not by a tyrannical des- 
pot, but by u free and enlightened people. Upon her banner there is 
but one stain— the curse of slavery; that curse, assuming the hideous 
form of treason, lias struck a blow at our free institutions, and trailed 
our beautiful banner in the dust. You tight to defend those free institu- 
tions and that glorious banner. Bravely may you perform your duty, 
and may this bloody conflict speedily end, and the stars and stripes flout 
iu triumph over the entire Union, from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and 
from the Canadas to the Rio Grande. Go bravely forth to meet the 
enemies of your country, and may the loyal men of the entire country 
respond as promptly to the battle-call of freedom. 

Music, patriotic, until end of act. Capt. Hardy and Manson to l., 
Charles and Mary to r. Scene in 4 is drawn off, and exhibits 
tableau, The Battle-call of Freedom. The Goddesses of Lib- 
erty. Justice, Mercy and Hope, with trumpets at their mouths as 
though blowi7ig call. They should be on high pedestal. In front, 
on stage, a stack of arms, c. Soldiers in position of ' ' take 
arms." Lights down. Red light on tableau, from R. and l. 
When lights begin to burn low, ring down 

curtain, {lights up.) 



ACT III. 

SCENE I.— Same as Scene 3d, Act 1st. Colonel Warrrn seated in 
arm-chair between house and table, Kesiah in chair l. of table, 
both facing Audience. Bill Jones, r. c, resting hands on rifle. 
Have a practicable set tree at r. 1 e., to slide on at change. 

Jones. Thar's the way I'll fix it. Kernah I'll take a guard of my colored 
boys, and take you and Kesiah to the Union lines. If yer remain yere, 
Slason and his gang are sure ter harm yer. 

Col. W. Jones, you have always been true to manly principles, and I 
consider your judgment good. I shall therefore act on it. As there is 
so much danger surrounding us, it will be better for me to inform you 
of matters concerning the disposition of my property, after my decease. 
With the exception of this plantation, my wealth consists of Northern 
securities. All my valuable papers and my will are in my tin trunk in 
my room. My sister, now dead, married a Northern man who died 
shortly after his wife's decease. They left but one child— a boy. The 
last I heard from him he was living in Nelsonville, Mass. 

Kes. (excited). In Nelsonville? 

Col. W. Yes ! and his name is Charles Morrison. 

Kes. Charley Morrison? Sakes alive! wh.y, I knew him well; he 
married Thomas Haines' darter Mary, ag'in her father's will, jest before 
I come South; her father was a Southerner. 
• Jones. Yes, Tom Haines was a brother of this Jim Haines. 

Col. W. But Thomas Haines was a wealthy and refined gentleman, 
very unlike Jim Haines. Now, to continue my business, my will gives 
to Charles Morrison one-half of my entire estate, the remaining half to 
go to Kesiah Wetherbee. 

Kes. Sakes alive! I— I 



16 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 

Col. W. No words ! It is my will ! and Jones, here, is my executor. 

Jones. Kernal, you do me much honor: I will be faithful "to my trust; 
but we had better make hasty preparations for moving. My horse is at 
the back gate. I will muster the boys and hurry back; for it's too pes- 
ky hot and risky times for you to be left alone. 

[Exit, it. u. E., behind house. 

Col. W. Kesiah, get my guns so that they may be at hand if Slason 
and his gang come here, {exit Kesiah into house. Colonel examines 
pistols. 

Kesiah re-enters with guns, and leans them against house. 

Enter Pete, l. 2 e., running. 

Pete. Whar's Mars'r Jones? 

Kes. He's jest gone by the back gate. Why, Pete? 

Pete. Kase dat yer Slason an' Jim Haines, an' all dem cut-froats are 
coming up froo de ole lane ! 

Col. W. Through the old lane? 

Kes. Run, Pete, and try to overtake Mr. Jones; run for your life, 
Pete ! {exit Pete, running behind house) Plague take them tarnal reb- 
bils; they've stole all our stock, and we haint a horse to get away with. 

Col. W. Run. Kesiah, follow Pete; you can do no good here. 

Kes. What! Kesiah Wetherbee run and leave an old man when his 
life is in danger? not much I won't! Sakes alive! there ain't no run- 
ning stock in me. You've been a father ter me, and I'll stay and de- 
fend you. {takes gun.) 

Enter Slason and jive others, l. 1 and 2 e. Col. W. levels both pistols, 
Kesiah levels gun. Slason and Men halt at l. Haines appears, 
r. 1 e., so as to be in rear of Col. W. and Kesiah. Levels pistol 
at Col. W. 

SLASt Come, old man, there is no use of fooling! Bill Jones and his 
niggers can no longer protect you, so you may as well surrender at 
once. 

Col. W. To whom, and by what authority ? 

Slas. To Sheriff Slason, acting under orders from the Confederate 
Government. 

Col. W. I do not acknowledge such a power, and will never surren- 
der? 

Slas. Forward, men! {music, chord, then tremolo. Slason* levels 
and Jives pistol, Men attempt to advance, Col. W. fires bot/i pistols. 
Kesiah discliarges gun, Haines fives pistol at Col. W., two of Slas- 
on's men fall to stage, Haines seizes Kesiah's arms from behind. All 
this should be executed simultaneously and quickly. Col. W. falls 
into arm-chair, head and arm resting on table.) 

Slas. Two of you seize that she-wolf, bind her, and take her to the 
woods. (Men seize Kesiah, bind and blindfold hev, and lead hev off 
l. 1 e., she struggling and screaming. As soon as they seize her, 
Haines sneaks into house.) 

Slas. {to remaining man). Come with me and we will search for the 
old man's valuables. " [Exit, with man, into house. 

Enter Haines, cautiously, from behind house, a tin trunk in his hand. 
Music, piano. He comes down c. 



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Haines. Ha! I have secured the prize — old Warren's bonds, his will 
and securities. [Exit, l. 1 e. 

Col. W. {rising and staggering to a). Ha! the British advance! 
Stand firm, boys ! stand linn ! {delirious, falls c. in front of 1st groove, 
head up stage. ) 

Re-enter Slason and Man from house. 

Slas. Curse the luck! Old Warren must have buried his treasures, 
or else Haines has taken them, and has gone to secrete them, {going to 
Col. W.) I wonder if the old fool is dead. Yes, I reckon he has got his 
final dose, {looking at the two fallen men) But we lose two for one. 
Come, we will drag our boys to the barn, and to-night we will see that 
their friends bury them. (Man drags off one, Slason the other, l. 2 E. 
Music changes to slow, soft, plaintive.) 

Enter Jones and five Darkeys, all armed, from behind house. Music 

stops. 

Jones. They have done thar work this time, and murdered the Ker- 
nal ! Whar can Kesiah be ! Two of you search the house for her; they 
may have murdered her too. {two of the Darkeys exit into house. Jones 
kneels at the Colonel's head, which he raises) .Speak. Kernal. if you 
can ; it's Jones and his colored boys, come to help you. (Col. W. groans) 
Ah, there is life in the old patriot yet, he seems to revive. 

Col. W. {reviving, Jones assisting him to silting posture). Jones, 
you here ? This is Slason's work. But, thank Heaven, I die for my 
country, {pause) Hark! I hear my old commander's voice, and the 
angels call, come! {dies.) 

Music repeated. Jones, still kneeling, bows his head. Darkeys at r. 
. kneel. Lights down. Scene in 4 opens and shows Transformation. 
Gorgeous clouds for background ; two angels in clouds holding 
in outstretched hands, as though to crown the patriot, a crown of 
flowers. Below angels. Liberty, kneeling at the altar, draped in 
mourning. Four Soldiers r., and four Soldiers l., at funeral 
rest. Burn red and green fires, r. and l. Close in by Wood 
Scene in 1st groove, and, shove in set tree at r. 1 e. Lights up. 

SCENE n. 

At change, enter Haines, l. 1 e., with tin trunk. 

Hatnes {solus). Where to secrete my prize. I must put it in some 
place beyond detection. Slason may suspect me of having it. I must 
throw him off the track and prepare for my journey north. Once through 
the Union lines, I will administer on my brother's property, and appro- 
priate that to my own use; then I'll sell these Warren securities and be- 
come a millionaire. Ha ! ha ! ha ! 

During the foregoing, Pete enters, l. 1 e. Haines is facing r., Pete 
comes behind him with 'pistol drawn. 

So now to — (Pete seizes trunk, levels pistol. Haines lets go of trunk) 
Hold! hold! Don't shoot! don't shoot! Oh, Lord! oh, dear! 
{trembling violently and shuffling offstage, r. 1 e.) 
Pete. Yah, yah, yah ! Ole red-nose Haines was nearly skeered to 



18 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 

deff-yah, yali, yah ! Dis yere box 'longs to Mars'r Warren, and I reck- 
on I'll t;ike keer ob it. Mars'r Bill Jones tole me to scout 'roun' froo de 
bushes, and try to find Kesiah an' de tin trunk, kase dey is l>oth stoled 
away. Hark! dar's somebody in de bushes; if it's dat ar Slason, I'll 
cook his possum, sho' ! I'll jes' hide in de bushes. 

[Exit, cautiously, r. 1 e. 

Enter Slason and three Men, with Kesiah bound and blindfolded, 

L. 1 E. 

Slas. Tie that Yankee screech-owl to that tree, (pointing to tree. r. 
Tliey obey, tying her hands, which are bound behind her, to the trunk of 
the tree) We'll sit down here and take a rest and a drink, and then "if 
that she-devil won't tell us where old Warren's gold is, we'll han»- her. 
(they sit, l. c, laying their guns on stage, c, while they draw flasks 
from pockets and drink, partially facing l.) 

Pete enters, r. 1 e., appears to whisper to Kesiah, loosens her bonds, 
pulls bandage from her eyes, hands her his pistol and the tin 
trunk, seizes one of their guns and levels it at them ; Kesiah levels 
pistol. 

I wonder where Haines is ? I believe that he found something valuable, 
and means to defraud us: however, we will compel this woman to — 
(turns and sees Pete and Kesiah) The devil ! 

Kes. Don't yew stir, if yew dew I shoot, so throw up yer hands, (they 
throw up hands. ) 

Pete, Yes, sar ; we's de boss yere, an' we got de boss tools. 

Enter Jones With five Darkeys, armed as before, l. 1 B.,file in, in 
rear of Slason and Men, quickly. Kesiah and Pete recover 
arms. 

Jones. Wall! I'll be dog-goned if .yere ain't a picter for a comic al- 
manick ! We kern out yere to rescue Kesiah, but this yere looks as 
though she was boss of the situation. Slason, you remain where you 
are. Pete, you guard him. (Pete goes to l. of Slason, first taking his 
pistol from Kesiah) Boys, take their guns and march them three cut- 
throats off to that biggest tree, (pointing offh.) 

Kes. Yes. and I'll be officer of the guard. 

Jones. Why did yer bring that trunk to the woods. Kesiah ? 

Pete. Dat ar's Mars'r Warren's trunk; I captur'd it from old red-nose 
Haines. 

Kes. Yes, and rescued me. I allers said I'd make a man of Pete, (to 
Men) Git up there, yew thieves ! yew murderers ! (they rise, Kesiah 
takes a revolver from one of their bells — levels) Now, single file, for'ard 
march! (one Darkey goes ahead of them, Kesiah in rear; they fite 
off, l. 1 e. ; the other Darkeys taking the guns, follow. Jones comes 
down c. to r of Slason.) 

Jones. Slason. git up ! (Slason rises, Jones takes Slason's jyistol 
from his belt) Thar ain't no punishment big enough ter wipe out yer 
crimes. If I hang yer, yer dog-goned neck ain't worth one ha'r that 
grow'd on that old patriot's! head that you have murdered to-day. Yer 
ain't fit to live, and yer ain't prepar'd to die, and I don't want the 
responsibility of takin' in yer checks. 

Slas. I didn't shoot Colonel Warren; it was Haines. 



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Jones. You was in command of the party, and every one uv yer are 
guilty. 

Pete. Mars'r Jones, Slason kill'd ole gran'fadder Zibe, kase he 
•wouldn't pull down de flag - , an' all we uns tooked a Bible oath dat we 
would bab revenge de fus' chance we git. Now, Mars'r Jones, gib him 
his pistol, an' tu'u him loose; I'll fight" him —ole Zibe was my own 'la- 
tion. 

Slas. Bill Jones, you won't let a nigger kill a white man, will you? 

Pete. Mars'r Jones, I'll light him eben; jes' gib him his pistol. I'se 
a darkey, bull isn't skeerd o' him. He struck ole Zibe, an' den he shoot 
him. Ole Mars'r Warren nebber struck one ob us darkeys, nebberl De 
Lord bress him. 

Slas. Jones, do not humiliate me in this manner. Do not put me on 
an equality with a nigger! 

Jones I won't, for it 'ud be an insult to the entire colored race. "When 
yer talk 'bout 'quality, yer euchered by the meanest nigger that ever 
breathed. Slason, yer the meanest coward I ever knew, 'cept Jim 
Haines. Now I'm human and will give yer a chance for yer miserable 
life. You are a good shot, thar the chances are in your favor, while 
Pete has in his favor Heaven's justice. I've got no control over Pete. 
If I turn yer loose and he kills yer, it's Heaven's work, not mine. Pete- 
'11 remain yere while I count live. Thar's yer pistol — go ! {hands Slason 
his pistol; he exits, R. 1 e., running. Jones counts) One, two, three, 
four, live — go! (Pete running off, r. 1 e., after Slason) May Heaven 
defend the right. \Exit Jone3, l. 1 e. 

When Jones is off, music, tremolo. Re-enter Slason, e. 1 e., running 
across stage to l. c— stops. 

Slas. Ha! I have doubled on him— ha, ha, ha! But where logo? 

Re-enter Pete, r. 1 e., fires rapidly ; Slason fires once, reels and falls 
near l. 1 e., Pete over him. 

Pete. Now, gran'fadder Zibe, de man wot killed you is done gone 
dead. He'll nebber mo' far down de flag, nebber mo' hang de white 
folks, nebber mo' kill ole darkeys. His mars'r, {pointing doton)(\e deb- 
bil, has kotched him now. But I reckon I better drag him inter de bush : 
den we uns'll come bury him. Oh, golly! won't de darkeys laff. {catches 
him by the heels and drags him off l* 1 e. During the foregoing the 
next Scene should be set, and characters to positions.) 

SCENE III.— An old room, in \th grooves. A table near r. 3 e.. chair 
R. of table, in which is seated Capt. Hardy; two chairs l. of table. 
A soldier on guard at r. 2 e., also one on guard at l. 2 e. ; Capt. 
Hardy writing. At change, guards march up and down stage 
or rest at ease, optional with manage?: Manson comes to L. 1 e., 
guard at l. comes to Capt. Hardy, salutes, and says : 
* 

Left G. Corporal Manson desires admission. 

Capt. H. Admit him. {guard and Manson salute each other, Manson 
goes to a, opposite Capt. H., and salutes; salute returned) Well, 
Manson. what news? 

Mans. A man calling himself Bill Jones, a Western Virginia Unionist, 
and a Miss Kesiah Wetherby, formerly a resident of our native town, 



20 THE VETERAN OF 1812. 

Nelsonville, a'esire to see you. They have with them five darkeys, well 
armed, who are guarding some prisoners that they have captured. 

Capt. H. This is good news. Jones is favorably known at headquar- 
ters; Miss Wetherby I well remember. Tell the lieutenant of the guard 
to contine the prisoners, and to take good care of Jones' darkeys. Bring 
Jones and Miss Wetherby to me. (Hanson salutes and exits, l. 1 e. 
To guard at r.) See that the prisoner, Morrison, has his blankets aired, 
and give him every luxury and comfort the camp affords. 

\Quard salutes, and exit, l. u. e. 

When guard is off, enter Manson, followed by Jones and Kestah, l. 1 
e. Jones dressed and equipped as before, Kesiah with tin trunk 
and umbrella. Capt. Hardy rises, comes down r. c, Jones, c, 
Kesiah and Hanson, l. c. Civilities of society first. 

I am happy to see this lady and you within our lines. Mr. Jones. Miss 
Wetherby, I have had the pleasure of meeting in Nelsonville, Massachu- 
setts, some years since. My name is Hardy — William Hardy, madam. 

Kes. Sakes alive! yew don't say so. Well, I declare! yew ain't the 
Billy Hardy that old Squire Hanlon — Judge Hanlon — brought up? 

Capt. H. The same, Miss Wetherby. 

Kes. Sakes alive ! how yew've grow'd. And yer a Captain ! who'd 
ha' thought it? 

Capt. H. Be seated, madam, {handing chair from l. of table. Man- 
son hands the other to Jones; they both sit. Capt. H. takes chair from 
r. of table, and sits r.) Mr. Joues, you are favorably known among us. 
What can we do for you ? 

Jones. Wall, boss!— I mean Cap. — I am right glad to be yere; I come 
with some of my colored boys to escort that thar piece of Yankee dry 
goods, and to bring in three of the dog-gonedest rascals that ever 
breathed: they are house-burners and murderers. Now my business is 
up in this line, and if my darkeys and myself can be»of any sarvice to 
the country, we're at your disposal. My colored boys have had a good 
raising, and they are men, kase they've been treated like men. I never 
struck one of them a blow, and they are as good shots, every one of 
them, as stands in ole Virgin ny. 

Capt. H. I will send you to headquarters, for I think that you and 
your colored boys will be wanted as scouts. 

Jones. Wall, hoss — I mean Cap. — that thar'll be playing right inter 
my hand, for I know every foot of sile in ole Virginny. I'm an out and 
out Virginny Unionist, and I don't go back on't for the boss Reb him- 
self! 

Kes. Yes ! {rising and flourishing umbrella) and I will back him for 
every dollar I'm worth. 

Jones {rising and taking hold of her arm). Hold yer bosses, Kesiah ! 
{they both sit.) 

Kes. Captain, I heard since I cum to camp that Charles Morrison, of 
our town, was to be shot. Sakes alive! what are yew going to shoot 
him for? I know him and have got news from his uncle for him. 

Capt. H. Yes, Charles Morrison is condemned to be shot, on the 18th 
of this month, for sleeping at his post while on duty. I have done 
everything in my power for him at headquarters, but our commanding 
General is" determined to make an example of him. I am sorry, for he is 
one of the bravest and best soldiers in our corps. 

Kes. Sakes alive! I'd jest like ter see poou Charley, but I know jest 
how we'd both feel: and as I haint no sentimentalist, I don't believe in 
cryin' when the kittle biles over. So if yew can pass me North, by way 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 21 

of Washington, I'll see if a brave soger is to be shot, jest for example. 
{rising and flourishing her umbrella. Jones repeats bus.) 

Jones. Hold yer bosses, Kesiah ! 

Capt. H. {drawing cltair to table). I will send you to headquarters, 
and I assure you that you shall start lor Washington within an hour; 
and may Heaven speed you, and help you. (writes hurriedly.) 

Jones. Wall, hoss— I mean Cap. — that thar's what I call bizness, and 
thank yer; for this yere piece of kalliker is to be Mrs. Bill Jones when 
this war ends: provided, howsomever, that the Rebs don't take my pelt. 

Kes. Yew'd better dry up, Bill Jones I Sakes alive 1 yew needn't tell 
everybody on't. 

Jones. Hold yer bosses. Kesiah ! (Capt. H. folds letter, places it in 
envelope, hands it to Manson.) 

Capt. H. Take this letter to headquarters, and escort Mr. Jones and 
Miss W'etherby there, {rising and taking Kesiah's hand) God speed 
you. {talcing Jones' hand) Call at my quarters often, while in camp. 

Jones. I will, hoss !— I mean Cap.' (Manson salutes and exits, L. 1 
e., followed by Jones and Kesiah. When they are off) 

Capt. H. {calling off, l. u. e.). Bring in the prisoner ! (Capt. H. 
comes down b. c. Music, very soft and' plaintive.) 

Enter guard, l. u. e., with Morrison; they come down l. c. Guard 
takes hisjirst position at r. 1 e. Music stops. 

Morrison, I am sorry to inform you that everything lias been done for 
you in my power, at headquarters, but with no result in your favor. 

Charles. Then Heaven help my wife and little ones, (weeping.) 

Capt. H. On the 18th day of this month, at eleven o'clock in the 
morning, I am commanded to inform you, you are to suffer the extreme 
penalty of military law, for sleeping while on duty. I have the power 
of detail, and shall not select your company comrades for the tiring 
party. 

Charles. Thank you, thank you, Captain Hard}', for your thoughtful- 
ness. Heaven bless you, and give me strength to meet this fearful death 
bravely. 

Capt. H. You will be permitted to pass your time in this room. Use 
anything at my writing table freely. Your comrades will be permitted 
to visit you whenever you desire, and all the favors shall be granted 
you that lie within my power, consistent with my duty. Good bye, 
Charles, {taking his hand) And may Heaven bless you and intervene to 
save you. {music repeated. Exit Capt. H., slowly ; Charles to table, 
sits weeping. Music stojis.) 

Left G. {to Charles). Corporal Manson wishes to see you. 

Charles. Admit him. (music repeated. Charles rises, comes 
down c.) 

Enter Manson, l. 1 e., approaches Charles slowly ; both struggle to 
sirppress emotion- embrace. Music stops. 

Mans. Charles, this is cruel. You have been a brave and loyal sol- 
dier; you were exposed to inclement weather and long marches; over- 
powered by fatigue, you slept: and now you are condemned to die a dis- 
graceful death. Does this assist in conquering our enemies ? 

Charles. Manson, every soldier knows the penalty for sleeping on 
post. I knew it, but could not resist: and I honestly believe that I was 
drugged by some enemy to our cause. Manson. you remember that 



22 THE VETERAN OP 1812. 

dark-visaged man who was admitted through our lines and who eat of 
our rations, the same night that I was overpowered? 

Mans. Yes, yes; he had an evil, hang-dog look. I remarked it on that 
occasion. 

Charles. That man's face haunts me, sleeping or waking. Where 
have I seen that face? {spoken slowly and impressively.) 

Mans. Why did you not refer to this at the trial ? 

Charles. Military law acknowledges no excuse. My punishment is 
undoubtedly requisite for the good of the service; but, Manson, you may 
be spared, through all future peril, to return in safety to your family. 
When you meet Mary, tell her that my last thoughts were of her and our 
children, and my earnest prayer that we may all meet in heaven, and 
be re-united in eternal peace and happiness. Yes, there may we all 
meet again, {they embrace and clasp hands, both exhibiting deep emo- 
tion. ) 

Man3. Farewell, Charles; may mercy plead with justice, and your life 
yet be spared. 

Music, soft and plaintive. Exit Manson, slowly. Charles, c, drops 
to one knee, elbow on knee, head on hand, as though weeping. 
Guards rest on arms, muzzle to stage, hands on breech, head 
bowed on hands. Lights down. Scene in 4 is drawn off. Tab- 
leau, Mercy's Plea. Justice, r., Mercy, with little child, kneeling 
as though pleading to Justice. On higher pedestal, at aim, eight 
soldiers as though aiming at Charles. Red fire from both sides. 

slow drop, {lights up.) 



ACT 1Y. 

SCENE I. — Morrison's parlor, set in 4 as in Act 2d. Curtain rises to 
low, plat) dive music, discovering Mary Morrison sitting in easy 
chair, letter in hand, and weeping. Must have a revolver con- 
cealed under table-cloth, on table, near r. 2 e. 

Mary {solus). Oh ! this is sad, sad news. Oh ! my heart will break ! 
{-pause) My dear husband condemned to die ! Oh! Heaven, it cannot, 
cannot be. 

Enter Jim Haines, l. 1 e. Mary rises, comes down r. c. ; Haines, 

at l. c. 

Why, sir, do you intrude upon my privacy? Why do you enter my 
presence unbidden ? Have you come to taunt me in my sorrow ? If so, 
beware! Even an unprotected woman may defend herself from insult. 

Haines. I — I see that you are down-hearted this morning. I hoped 
•to find you cheerful, and ready to pay off the mortgage on this properly. 
You know that the mortgage fell into my possession shortly after my 
arrival from the South, and I want my money ! 

Mary. Uncle Haines ! 

Haines. Oh, yes, it's all very well to say u Uncle Haines." But 
remember your father disowned and disinherited you for marrying a 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 23 

Northern mechanic, and disgracing one of the first families of Virginia. 
So you are no relation of mine. 

Mary. Very well, James Haines I if you wish. I entreat, and beg of 
you to defer this matter until some more befitting occasion; I have re^ 
ceived sad, sad, painful news this morning, {facing r., and weeping) 
Oh ! my heart will break ! 

Haines. Well, I must have my money. Your father was supposed to 
be rich, but his debts were numerous, and I have paid them. There is 
nothing left. I also paid Mr. Wash bur ne two thousand dollars for the 
mortgage on this house, the day before his death, and now I want my 
money. 

Mary {facing Haines indignantly). James Haines, I know both of 
your assertions to be false. My father never contracted debts, and the 
mortgage on this property was but two hundred dollars, when my hus- 
band departed for the war. 

Haines. Well, the mortgage will speak for itself. I've heard the news, 
too, and your husband will never trouble the Haines family again. The 
much extolled anti-slavery army are going to shoot him for dereliction 
of duty, then wrap him in the American flag and bury him. Ahem! 
Oh, well, it will save the Confederates the trouble of killing him. 

Mary. Charles Morrison loves his country, his wife and his children 
too much ever to disgrace them intentionally. Circumstances entirely 
beyond his control have placed him in this perilous position. James 
Haines, leave this house, and never enter it again while I occupy it! 

Haines. Oh, yes, I'll go; but I'll turn you out within twenty-fcur hours 
or have my money, {stepping toward her; she recedes to table) And 
keep your saucy tongue quret, or I may harm you. 

Mary {seizing pistol and advancing). Begone, wretch; delay one 
moment, and there shall be one traitor less to the stars and stripes ! 
(Hatnes, trembling, backs toward l. 1 e.) 

Haines. Oh ! oh ! Don't shoot, don't shoot ! 

Enter Jake Whitaker, hits him on back, he falls to c. Mary sinks 
to easy chair, weeping. Jake, l. c. 

Jake. Yew degenerate son of the South, I've been listening tew yer 
talk, and if yew ever darken these doors ag'in, I'll twist that whiskey- 
blossomed nose clean off yer villainous face. As for that mortgage, if 
yew have got one, yew stole it, and I'll make .yew prove property. 

Haines {slowly rising). I will prosecute you for assault, and for de- 
famation of character. 

Jake. Yew be denied ! {to Mary) Excuse me for swearing. Jim 
Haines, I've got yer record; the meanest specimen of humanity that ever 
disgraced the earth. For mean looks, thievish propensities, and hang- 
dog manners, yew'd discount a Digger Injun ninety-five per cent. When 
you die, 'twont be in bed. Yew'U most likely be switched into the 
regions infernal, with a hangman's knot under yer chin. Now yew jest 
switch yerself inter the street, or I'll switch yer through the window. 
(Jake advances, Haines dodges and runs off, l. 1 e., muttering.) 

Haines {as Jake turns toward Mary, Haines appears at l. 1 E. 
again). I'll prosecute you. (Jake turns suddenly, and Haines disap- 
pears. ) 

Jake. Molly, cheer up ! I'll see to that mortgage, and I will save 
Charley's life, if there's a spark of human feeling in Washington, or any 
virtue in this petition to Abe Lincoln, {showing petition.) 

Mary {rising, going to Jake, who is l. c. Mary, r. c, and to rear 



24 THE VETEEAN OF 1812. 

of 1st groove). Oh, Jacob Whitaker, will you? Will you go to Wash- 
ington and plead with the noble Lincoln for my dear husband's life? 

Jake. I shall start in the next train. If my life be spared to get 
there, I will do all in my power* So cheer up, Molly. 

Mary. If Charles were to fall in battle, while bravely fighting for his 
country, I could feel resigned, and bow humbly to the wiii of Heaven; 
but to be shot by his own comrades, {dropping on one knee, weeping) 
Oh, Heaven ! (Jake turns l., weeping. Picture. Closed in by next 
Scene, in 1st groove. ) 

SCENE II. — Landscape near Nelsonville, in 1. 

At change, enter Haines, r. 1 E. 

Haines (solus). I like to stroll away by myself; I can plot the better. 
Let me think. — To-morrow, if my information be correct, is the day for 
the execution of Morrison. Good ! There will be one less in the way — 
ha! ha! ha! That was a lucky night that I stopped with the picket 
guard, and luckier that I had some opiates with me— ha ! ha! ha! 
Let's think; that was nearly two months since, and when I arrived here 
I found the only living witness to my brother's will was Mr. Washburne, 
and the will not recorded. Good again ! Ah, ha ! Mr. Washburne 
had a visitor one evening; James Haines was that visitor. Washburne 
drinks a social glass with friend Haines, and is taken off very suddenly 
that night. Umph ! heart complaint, undoubtedly. Good again ! (de- 
lirious and frightened) Oh, Lord! Oh, dear! I — I thought I heard 
old Colonel Warren's voice calling me. Shall I never dispel these hor- 
rid visions? (takes flask from pocket and drinks) Ah ! whiskey drives 
these goblins away. (d?-mks) There is courage in whiskey, (drinks) Now 
I could face 

Enter Kesiah, l. 1 e., in travelling dress; carries tin trtink and um- 
brella same as before. Enter just as he is saying " Now I could 
face.'' 1 Haines turns l. 

The devil ! 

Kes. Sakes alive! yew in Nelsonville? Yew thief, yew murderer, 
yew cowardly traitor ! 

Haines. Allow me, Miss Kesiah, to escort you to the village; I'll carry 
vour little trunk. I suppose you have just arrived in the morning train. 
I am a Unionist now; I have taken the oath of allegiance. Allow me to 
be vour escort, (he attempts to take hold of tin trunk, Kesiah pokes 
him in the stomach with umbrella ; he falls to stage, c, she raises um- 
brella over him) Oh, Lord ! oh, dear ! Don't strike, don't ! 

Kes. A pretty escort yew'd make. Sakes alive! I suppose yew want 
to steal this trunk aa'in. Jim Haines, yer race is about run. The 
whiskev bottle will kill yer if hemp don't. Now don't yew dare to follow 
me, if vew dew, I'll poke a hole clean through yer with my umbrella. 

[Exit Kesiah, r. 1 e. 

IIatnes. Oh, dear! she's just about poked a hole through mo now. 
(rises) But I'll have revenge, I'll have revenge. [Exit, l. 1 e. 

Wlrile foregoing scene is enacted, quietly arrange next scene, and get 
soldiers at stations, etc. Change to 



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SCENE III. — Wood or landscape in 4. Discovering a file of soldiers 
at "order arms," -up and do ten stage, l. Capt. Hardy at l. of 
line, near 1st groove. Coffin near r. 2 e. Charles Morrison 
near coffin, soldier at Morrison's l.. with while bandage in hand. 
Morrison and soldier face toward c. 

Capt. H. Morrison, you have but a few moments left. If you wish to 
make any request, or to address your comrades, you are at liberty to do 
so. 

Charles. Comrades, strive to do your duty to God and your country. 
Let my fate be a warning, that you may ever be watchful and wakeful, 
while on duty. Blame not my judges, for their decision was based upon 
the evidence and in accordance with military law. Heaven bless you 
all; may the Union be preserved, and may we all meet in that better 
land, (music, very soft and slow. A dirge. Charles kneels, very 
slowly, on coffin. Soldier passes bandage around his eyes, soldier then 
retires up stage, and to l.) 

Capt. H. {commands, through music). Carry arms ! Ready! Aim! 
{shouts heard without. Music changes to tremolo. A pardon ! A 
pardon ! Stay the execution !) 

Jake Whitaker enters suddenly, l. 1 e., followed by Bill Jones. 
Jake holds up 'pardon. 

Capt. II Recover arms ! (soldiers recover arms, Capt. H. examines 
pardon. Music Mops) Guard, release the prisoner! (Jake and Charles 
rush to each other's embrace, c, as soon as Charles is released) Mor- 
rison, in consideration of your former good character, your soldier-like 
bearing and your bravery in the field, you are granted, by President 
Lincoln, a free pardon, (to soldiers) Arms a-port! Break ranks, and 
congratulate your comrade. 

Jake. Three cheers for Abe Lincoln ! Now, hip, hip ! (three cheers, 
roll of drum at wing, etc. Soldiers cluster r. and l. and rear of 
Charles.) 

Capt. H. Furthermore, you are at liberty to choose an honorable* dis- 
charge from the service, or restoration to your former rank of sergeant. 

Charles. Captain Hardy, I entered the service through motives of 
patriotism, and will never leave the army, willingly, until the stars and 
stripes float triumphantly over the entire country. 

Jones. Thar, boys! I'll be dog-goned if I don't call that tliar chap 
an out and out Unionist; and he's got sand to back it. 

Jake. Three cheers for Sergeant Morrison — hip, hip ! (cheers and 
drum.) 

QUICK DROP. 



ACT V. 

SCENE I. — Landscape, near Nelsoville, Mass., same as Scene 2, Act 4, 
in 1. Three years supposed to have elapsed. 

Enter Hatnes, slowly, l. 1 e., very seedy and bloated. 

Hatnes (solus). Ha! ha! ha! my plans work well. Six years since 
my brother died, and no claimants to the property. Ah, ha! and Charles 



26 THE VETERAN OF 1812- 

Morrison's bones lie bleaching on the soil of North Carolina. Good! 
The first news after his pardon was of his rapid promotion; then there 
■was rejoicing at the Morrison house. Then came the news of his death 
in battle, and that house was draped in mourning. Good again: for 
he'll never trouble me. I've got everything my own way— ha ! ha ! ha ! 
No one suspects me but that cursed Yank, Jake Whitaker; but he has 
no proofs. Oh, Lord! oh, dear! old Warren's ghost is after me, and 
Washburne and old Zibe are with him, too. {pulls flask from pocket 
and drinks, facing r.) 

Enter Jake "Whitaker, l., comes behind Mm. 

Whiskey -will drive them away, {drinks) There's oblivion in whiskey. 
{drinks) Ah ! now I'm better. I will sell off all my brother's property, 
and seek new scenes, where I may have peace and comfort. 

Jake (in low, deep voice). Never ! 

Haines {frightened and trembling). Oh, Lord ! oh, clear ! Oh, oh ! 
{shuffling around stage, Jake behind him ; attempts to go off, r., Jake 
seizes him and throws him to l. c. ; Jake, r. c. ) 

Jake. Jim Haines, I don't wonder that yer guilty conscience troubles 
yew. 

Haines. I have no business with you! 

Jake. Well, I have with yew, and I ain't a going to switch off of yer 
track till I bring yer ter justice. I've been after yer for the last three 
years. (Haines places hand to pistol pocket, Jake seizes him by the 
throat) Take yer hand away, Haines, take it away. (Haines takes his 
hand away very slowly, Jake releases him) If yew ever pull a pistol on 
me, I'll walk inter yer like Putnam did inter the wolf, and you'll want a 
wooden overcoat to keep yer warm. Haines, yew don't sleep well 
nights, and yew are frightened out of yer wits day-times by the ghost of 
that old veteran of 1812 that yew murdered in Virginia. 

Haines. I — I did not shoot him; it was Sheriff Slason; beside, I was 
pardoned when I took the oath of allegiance. 

Jake. Yew lie ! Yer a murderer, and yer time has nearly come. 

Haines. I'll make you prove it; I'll prosecute you. 

Jake. Yew prosecute ! Why yer daily life is a libel on the human 
race. 

Haines. This is a free country, and I wish to pass on. {attempts to go, 
Jake seizes him.) 

Jake. Yew can go, Jim Haines, but if yew wish to die without a load 
of sins on yer conscience, yew'd better confess them now, and make 
restitution. Go ! but don't look behind yew, for ghosts are on yer track. 
{releases him; he runs off, r. 1 e.) Jehosaphat! how he runs, (looking 
off, r.) If he don't look out, he'll jump the track; then there might be 
an explosion; I'd hate to be 'round when he busts his oiler. He's drank 
a fearful lot of bu<i-juice for years, and has a touch of the blue devils 
now. (turns l.) Hello! here conies a soger; guess he came in the 
morning train. 

Enter Manson, in lieutenant's uniform. 

Jim Manson ! as true as gospel ! Why, Jim, how dew yer dew ? (shak- 
ing hands.) 

Mans. I am quite well, I thank you. I was sent North on depart- 
ment business. Is my family well ? 

Jake. Yes. all quite well. How did yer leave the boys? 

Mans. What are left of us are hearty and well. Bur we feel very sad 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 27 

for tlie loss of Major Morrison — I suppose that you have heard of his 
brilliant record, alter his pardon, mid of his death in the battle ou the 
Weldon Railroad. 

Jake. Yes; his poor wife feels her sorrow the more keenly, because his 
body was not found. It was a severe blow for her. 

Mans. What became of Kesiah Wetherby ? You remember she was 
passed through our lines, just previous to your arrival at camp with 
Morrison's pardon. 

Jake. By hokey ! I guess I do remember all about if; for she met me 
in Washington, and went tew the White House with me to obtain 
Charley's pardon; she's a cousin of mine; she's living with Mrs. Morri- 
son now. The old veteran. Col. Warren, that she used tew live with, 
was Charley Morrison's uncle, and he willed all his property tew Kesiah 
and Charley; so Mary is well lixed now; in fact is rich. 

Mans. You remember Bill Jones that you liked so well when you was 
with us South, don't you? 

Jake. Weil, I rather guess I dew. Bill Jones, the scout. 

Mans. That's the man. Well, he was one of the best and most daring 
scouts that the Army of the Potomac ever had; he received a bad wound 
finally, and the last I knew of him, he was at camp, convalescent. His 
darkeys were all good scouts, but three of them lost their lives, poor 
fellows. Well, I must go to my home. Oh ! Richmond is captured, and 
Grant is in pursuit of Lee. [Exit, R. 1 E. 

Jake. Jee-whack ! Why in tarnation didn't he tell me in the fust 
place. Hurrah ! for the American Eagle— stars and stripes— E Plur-i- 
bus onion, and all the rest of the family. Gol-dern it, I must go and 
tell Mary and Kesiah all about it. (jjulls hat well on, and strides off, e. 

IE.) 

SCENE n.— Court-room in 3. AtR. 3 E., near flat in 3, place judge's 
desk or table, facing audience ; between flat and table tiro chairs 

for judge and clerk of court. Table across R. 2 e., and as near 
to judge's desk as practicable. Between entrance and table a chair 
for Jake Whitaker, two chairs at end of table, toward audience, 
for Kesiah and Mary Morrison. Table, l. 3 e., set the same as 
judge's desk, so that chair will be between flat in 3, and table for 
Haines to occupy. In front of table, l., and across l. 2 e., a dock 

for prisoner enclosed by palings, with chair within dock. Chair 
for officer at end, of dock toward audience. This scene and the final 
tableau should be set previous to the opening of the act to avoid 
confusion. Law books and record book on judge's table. Pens, 
inkstand and paper on all the tables. These settings are placed 
to the r. and L., for .the purpose of having c. of stage clear, so 
that there will be no obstructions in front of final tableau. At 
change, Judge Wentworth and clerk of court are discovered at 
table writing. 

Enter Jake Whitaker, r. 1 e. 

Jake {going up c:. and to l. of Judge). Good morning, Jedge. Any 
cases for trial* to-day ? 

Judge. Yes. one. The officers have gone to arrest the supposed 
thief. You may know him; he is a deaf mute, who has been a servant 
for James Haines for a few w 7 eeks. Haines reports that this mute, John 
Fliney, stole a gold watch of his. 

Jake. Well, now, I dew know this mute, Fline.y, and ns (his may be a 
pretty interesting case, I'll come in at court hour. Maybe the mute 



28 THE VETERAN OP 1812. 

won't have any counsel, and I'll jest give him my services. I'll come in 
again soon. [Eeit Jake, r. 1 e. 

WJtenhe is off, enter, l. 1 e., two officers with "John Fliney," who 
has long ulster overcoat on, long, fall red whiskers, and long red 
hair. Haines follows. Officers place Fliney in dock, Haines sits 
at table, l. 

Judge (as they enter). Mr. Haines, did you find the missing watch ? 
(officer takes watch to Judge and returns warrant to Clerk.) 

Haines. Yes, your honor, it was on the prisoner's person, and I find 
that all my valuable papers and family jewels are missing. 

Enter Jake Whitaker, followed by Kesiah and Mary, who sit in 
chairs, r. Jake goes to Judge's desk, and examines warrant and 
watch. One officer sits in. chair, l. , near dock, the other officer 
stands l. of Judge, near flat. During this thy dialogue continues. 

Judge. A very serious affair, Mr. Haines. The Court will come to 
order ! 

Clerk (who is a very seedy individual, rises and speaks in squeaky 
voice, striking gavel on desk). Order! Order! The Court will come 
to order ! (Jake sits at table, r.) 

Judge. As the defendant is a deaf mute, I shall allow him time to 
obtain counsel. 

Haines (rising). Your honor, as the proof is positive, I contend that 
he should be immediately tried, (sits.) 

Jake (rising). Your honor, I will appear as counsel for the defendant, 
and being willing to accommodate sich an influential, moral and highly 
aristocratic individual as James Haines, Esq., I demand that the trial 
proceed. Please allow my client tew read the warrant, as he is a deaf 
mute, (officer near Judge takes warrant to Fliney, wlio takes it, gives 
it a hurried glance, takes pencil from pocket and writes upon back of 
warrant. Officer takes it to Clerk, who reads it.) 

Clerk (reading). "I took the property, but did not steal it." 

Judge. A novel plea, truly. 

Haines. That's equivalent to a confession of the crime. 

Jake. The law always regards a man innocent until lie's proven 
guilty, and that is the reason that one chap within the sound of my 
voice has not been hung for murder. 

Kes. Now yew've got it, yew old red-nosed thief ! 

Judge. Order! 

Clerk (rising and striking with gavel). Order ! Order in the Court! 

Haines. I want no personalities. 

Judge. Gentlemen, confine yourselves to the case before the Court. 

Haines. I protest against this Yankee engine-driver assuming the 
position of attorney at law, and pleading before the Court. 

Judge. Mr. Whitaker has been regularly admitted to the bar, and has 
a legal right to the position. 

Kes. Now, old Haines, yew'd better shet up. 

Judge. Order ! 

Clerk (gavel bus.). Order! Order in the Court. 

Judge. Mr. Haines, have you any other evidence than the finding of 
a part of the property on the defendant's person ? 

Haines. No, your honor, but I demand that he be convicted, as the 
proof is positive. 

Judge. Mr. Whitaker, what have you to offer for the defence? 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 29 

Jake. First, I shall attempt to prove that James Haines never owned 
the watch, but that he stole it. 

Haines {rising). I object ! 

Judge.. Order! Keep your seat, Mr. Haines! 

Clerk. Order — order in the Court ! 

Jae. Second, that all the property known as Thomas Haines' estate, 
never did belong tew James Haines, the plaintiff in this case, but that 
lie has fraudulently withheld the same from the legal owners. I shall 
call to the stand Miss Kesiah Wetherby and Mrs. Mary Morrison. 
(Kesiah and Mary rise.) 

Clerk {rising). Hold up your right hands, {they obey) You solemnly 
swear to speak the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so 
help you God. {they bow, Mary sits.) 

Jake. Miss Wetherby, do yew recognize this watch ? {she places um- 
brella under her arm, and goes to Judge's desk. Clerk hands watch, 
Kesiah quickly examines it.) 

Kes. Sakes alive ! This was Kernal Warren's watch ! Here's a 
secret spring tew it, which opens inter the inscription plate. Gineral 
Jackson gave this watch tew the old veteran for his bravery at New 
Orleans. Sakes alive ! It was stolen from the Warren mansion in West 
Virginia the day that he was murdered by that villain. Haines, {point- 
ing to Haines) It was given in the KernaPs wiil tew Charley Morrison. 
{crossing rapidly to Haines, and, raising umbrella to strike him) Oh, 
yew tarnal scoundrel ! {officer near Judge's desk seizes her, takes her 
to seat. ) 

Judge. Order ! Order ! 

Clerk. Order in the Court ! 

Judge. Miss Wetherby, you must restrain your feelings ; we cannot 
be disturbed. . 

Jake. I demand, your honor, that James Haines, the plaintiff in this 
case, be detained until the case is disposed of. 

Judge. The officers will not allow Mr. Haines to leave the Court. 

Haines. I am not on trial; I demand my property, and withdraw the 
charge. 

Judge. If the property is proved to be yours, you will receive it. The 
case cannot be withdrawn. Proceed, Mr. Whitaker. 

Kes. How much did yew make that time, yew thief? 

Judge. Order! 

Clerk. Order! Order in the Court ! 

Jake {opening small satchel which he had in hand when he entered 
with Mary and Kesiah). Your honor, this lot of papers were handed to 
me early this morning by the defendant, {taking papers and jewelry 
case from satchel) Mrs. Morrison, will you examine these jewels. (Mary 
rises and examines them) Dew yew recognize them ? 

Mary. Yes, they were my dear mother's jewels. (Jake hands jewels to 
Judge.) 

Jake. Can yew identify this signature? {showing paper to represent 
will. ) 

Mary. Yes. it is my father's signature ! 

Jake. That will dew, Mrs. Morrison. (Mary resumes seat, Jake takes 
papers and jewelry case to Judge's desk) Judge, please take charge of 
these jewels, and examine these papers, {hands two papers. Haines 
attempts to leave, officer near Judge compels him to be seated again) 
One is the will of Mrs. Thomas Haines, bequeathing to her daughter, 
Mrs. Mary Morrison, all her property and jewels. — The other is the will 
of Thomas Haines, bequeathing to this town $10,000, toward founding 
a public library, and $5,000 to James Haines of Virginia. All the re- 



30 THE VETEKAN OF 1812. 

mainder of his property to his daughter, Mrs. Mar}' Morrison, she tew 
come into possession live years after the decease of said Thomas Haines. 
James Haines tew be executor. Judge Hanlon drew up -the will. Mr. 
Haly and Mr. Washburne were the witnesses, all of whom are now dead. 
Here {drawing from his pocket a paper) is the dying confession of one 
James Clifton, who died at the Massachusetts General Hospital, and 
made affidavit to this confession, that James Haines was the principal, 
and he an accomplice, in the murder of Mr. Washburne by arsenic. 
(Haines' head is bowed on table during the foregoing) I will now call 
one more witness to the stand — Bill Jones, the scout ! (Fliney throws 
off beard, icig and ulster.) 

Kes. Sakes alive ! (crossing to dock, hastily, shakes hands) Bill 
Jones, as sure as gospel ! only a little pale, (officer near Judge quickly 
leads her to seat.) 

Judge. Order! 

Clerk. Order in the Court ! 

Jones. Hold yer bosses, Kesiah ! 

Judge. Order! 

Clerk. Order in the Court ! 

Judge. I have thus far been lenient; but shall be inclined to punish 
any further disturbance of this Court. Mr. Jones, please explain why 
you were at Mr. Haines' house in disguise, and how you came in pos- 
session of this property. 

Jones. Wall, boss ! — I mean, yer honor, I know'd that thar murderin' 
villain in ole Virgmny. I can prove that he murdered Kernal Warren, 
thar, one of Gen. Jackson's veterans of the war of 1812. W T all, boss, — 
I mean, yer honor, arter he murdered the Kernal, he stole through the 
Union lines, pretending to be a Unionist, and we know now that it 
was him that drugged Charley Morrison's coffee, and 

Judge. Well, well, we know our worthy townsman's trouble — his con- 
demnation, (Mary weeps, Jake makes by-play as though attempting to 
console her. Haines with head bowed) pardon, subsequent brilliant 
military career, rapid promotion, and death in battle. And I trust that 
we all pay due tribute to his memory. But we wish to hear the facts in 
this case in as few words as possible. 

Jones. Wall, boss !— I mean, yer honor, arter I learned that he had 
kem North, I tuk my colored boys and escorted that thar piece of dry 
goods, Kesiah, to the Union lines, fur she's to be Mrs. Bill Jones when 
the war ends. 

Kes. Now, Bill Jones, yew'd 

Jones. Hold yer bosses, Kesiah ! 

Judge. Order! 

Clerk. Order— order in the Court! 

Judge. Mr. Jones, we will be pleased to hear the romantic part of 
your story when Court adjourns, but now we wish for the facts regarding 
the property. 

Jones. Wall, boss! — I mean, yer honor. I bekem a scout, and a few 
months since I was badly wounded in a fight with bushwackers, but I 
know'd, by Kesiah's letters, that thar Yank, Jake, was on Haines' trail 
and wouldn't let him skedaddle. Arter I got well enough to cum North, 
I kem and met Jake on the sly, not letting even Kesiah know that I 
was yere, lease, yer know, women can't keep 

Kes. Yes, they can, Bill Jones. 

Jones. Hold yer bosses, Kesiah ! 

Judge. Order ! Yen must keep order ! Proceed ! 

Jones. Wall, boss!— I mean, yer honor, don't get riled. I'm coming 
right smart to the end. That thar Yank, Jake, and I put up this \ ere 



THE VETERAN OF 1812. 31 

job, got possession of them thar papers and showed up his villainy 
right smart. That lets the Yank and me out of the game. We've 
euchered him; and now, Jedge, we'll leave you to call in his checks with 
a hangman's knot. If he hadn't been well soaked in whiskey, he'd ha' lit 
out when he discovered that the property was missing. 

Judge. The evidence against Mr. Haines is overwhelming. I dismiss 
the case against John Fliney alias Bill Jones, and declare this Court ad- 
journed. Officers, remove Haines to the ante-room, {officers seize 
Haines, and are coming down c. ; Jones crosses to r., Jake, Kbsiah 
and Mary are grouped about him. Judge and Clerk follow officers.) 

Enter Major Charles Morrison, l. 1 e., left arm in sling. All stand 
for an instant amazed, Charles points to Haines, with right 
hand, exclaiming : 

Charles. TJiat face again ! Twas he who drugged me! (music, 
chord.) 

Haines. See ! even Morrison rises up as a witness against me. (springs 
away from officers, rushes off, l. 1 e., closely pursued by officers, 
Judge. Clerk. Jones, Jake and Kesiah. Music, tremolo, until they 
are off. As they pass off. Charles and Mary quickly meet each other, 
c. — embrace. When all the others are off.) 

Charles. Mary, my wife! 

Mary. Charles, my husband, and alive ! (report of pistol without) 
What means that shot? 

Re-enter, l. 1 e., Jones, followed by Kesiah and Jake. 

Jones. Wall, boss, the old villain's passed in His checks. Give us yer 
hand, Major. (Charles and Jones shake hands. Jones and Kesiah 
pass to r., Jake remains at l. ) 

Kes. Sakes alive! That old scoundrel's cheated the hangman of a 
job. 

Jake. Yes, he blow'd his brains out. I always said he'd die with his 
boots on. (to Major) Shake. (Charles and Jake shake hands.) 

Mary. Friends, while we condemn his wicked acts, let us mourn for 
his lost manhood, and cnst the mantle of charity over his many sins, 
leaving his Creator to be his judge. 

Kes. But, Charley, how is it that yer alive? 

Jones. Yes, boss!— I mean, Major, tell us all about it. 

Jake. Yes, for I'd jest as soon thought of seeing my Molly that shook 
herself tew deatli with the ager. 

Charles. I was badly wounded and taken prisoner, but was nursed 
back to life by one of our own surgeons, who was also a prisoner. 
(neicsboy heard without crying loudly.) 

Newsboy (offR.). Here's the Boston daily papers. The capture of 
Richmond and surrender of Lee ! The war ended ! 

Jones. Thar ! That thar's the news I've been wantimr to hear. Now 
tins yere piece of dry goods belongs tew me. {touching Kestah) And I 
carry this umbrella for life, (taking umbrella from Kesiah.) 

Kes. Yew needn't tell everybody on't, Bill Jones. Sakes alive ! how 
yew holler ! 

Jones. Hold yer bosses, Kesiah ! don't git riled ! 

Mary. AJlow me to congratulate you both. 

Charles. And may war's alarms never disturb your domestic union. 

Jake. And don't mind her snappish ways, 'cause that's the way my 
Molly did when she'd shake with the ager/ 



32 



THE VETERAN OF 1812- 



Mary. And now, kind friends, let us give thanks, for the lost has re- 
turned. 

Charles. And let us rejoice, for the stars and stripes wave triumphant- 
ly over our entire Union, and the angels of love wave the olive branch 
of peace. 

Jones {to audience). And if any of yew ladies and gentlemen ever 
come to West Virghmy, don't fail to strew flowers on the grave of the 
Veteran of 1812. or to call at Bill Jones' residence, for Kesiah and the 
Scout will be thar to welcome yew under our umbrella. 

Jones and Kesiah to r., Charles Morrison, Mary and Jake to l. 
Lights down. Music, patriotic. Flat in 3 is drawn off. 

Tableau. — Liberty Rejoicing. 

r. and l. on stage, stacks of arms decked -with flowers. TJie goddesses 
of Liberty, Justice, Mercy and Hope, with wreaths of flowers, 
crowning unarmed soldiers. Soldiers should stand on stage, god- 
desses on pedestal. On a still higher pedestal and in rear of god- 
desses, soldiers and ladies, cajos and handkerchiefs held aloft, as 
though waving. For background, use cut cloud, in which have two 
angels, with hands outstretched, holding olive brandies. Group 
rear figures as tastefully as possible, and the greater the floral 
display and the larger the number of characters— according to 
stage capacity— the better. Burn red fires r. and l. 

CURTAIN. 



EXPLANATION OF THE STAGE DIRECTIONS. 

The Actor is supposed to face the Audience. 



D. R. C. 


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R. 1 E. 



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R. C. • C. 

AUDIENCE. 



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L. 3 E. 
L. 2 E. 

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c. Centre. 
r. Right. 

r. c. Right Centre. 
r. 1 E. Right First Entrance. 
R. 2 E. Right Second Entrance. 
ii. 3 e. Right Third Entrance. 
R. tj. e. Right Upper Entrance. 

d. r. c. Door Right Centre. 



l. Left. 

L. c. Left Centre. 

L. 1 e. Left First Entrance. 

l. 2 e. Left Second Entrance. 

L. 3 e. Left Third Entrance. 

L. u. e. Left Upper Entrance. 

c. d. Centre Door. 

d. l. c. Door Left Centre. 



OE WiTT'S DRAWING-ROOM OPERETTAS, 



JUT" TO MUSICAL AMATEURS. „^J 

The number of Musical Amateurs, both ladies and gentlemen, is not only very 
large, but is constantly increasing, and very naturally, for there is no more re-* 
fined and pleasant mode of spending leisure hours than in singing and playing the 
choice productions of the best Composers. Hitherto there has been an almost total 
lick of suitable pieces adapted to an evening's entertainment in Parlors by Amateurs. 
Of course whole Operas, or even parts of Operas, require orchestral accompani- 
ments and full choruses to give them effect, and are therefore clearly unfit for 
Amateur performance, while a succession of songs lacks the interest given by a 
plot «.nd a contrast of characters. In this series (a list of which is given below) we 
have endeavored to supply this want. The best Music of popular Composers is wed- 
ded to appropriate words, and the whole dovetailed into plots that are effective as 
mere petite plays, but are rendered doubly interesting by the appropriate and beau- 
tiful Music, specially arranged for them. 



LIST OF DE WITT'S MUSICAL PLAYS. 

PRICE 15 GENTS EACH. 



CEAP YEAE.-A Musical Dual- 
ity. By Alfred 13. Sedgwick. Mu- 
sic selected and adapted from Of- 
fenbach's celebrated Opera. " Gene- 
vieve de Brabant." One Male, one 
Female Character. 

THE TWIN SISTEES-Comic 

Operetta, in One Act. The Music 
selected from the most popular num- 
bers in Le Cocq's celebrated Opera 
Bouffe, " Girofle Girofla" and the 
Libretto written by Alfred B. Sedg- 
wick. Two Male, Two Female 
Characters. 

SOLD AGAIN AND GOT THE 

MONEY.— Comic Operetta, in One 
Act. Th2 Music composed and the 
Libretto written by Alfred B. Sedg- 
wick. Three Male, One Female 
Character. 

THE QUEEREST COURTSHIP. 

— Conic Operetta, iu One Act. The 
Music arranged from Offenbach's 
celebrated Opera, " L% Princesse de 
Trebizonde" and the Libretto writ- 
ten, by Alfred B. Sedgwick. One 
Male," One Female Character. 



ESTRANGED— An Operetta, in 

One Act, The Masie arranged from 
Verdi's celebrated Opera, "II Trov- 
afore.'' and the Libretto adapted by 
Alfred B. Sedgwick. Two Male, 
One Female Character. 

CIRCUMSTANCES ALTER 

CASES. — Comic Operetta, in One 
Act. The music composed and the 
Libretto written by Alfred B. Sedg- 
wick. One Male, One Female Char-. 

MY WALKING PHOTOGRAPH, 

— Musical Duality, in One Act. The 
Music arranged from Le Cocq's 
Opera, "La Fille de Madame Angot," 
and the Libretto written by Ajfred 
B. Sedgwick. One Male, One Fe- 
male Character. 

A SINGLE MARRIED MAN- 

Comic Operetta, in One Act. The 
Music arranged from Off.-.nbacu's 
celebrated Opera Bouffe, "Madame 
VArchiduc" and the Libretto writ- 
ten by Alfued B. Sedgwick. Six 
Mule, Two Female Cha. aeters. 



££0LLT MORIARTY.-An Irish 

Musical Sketch, in One Act The 
Music composed and the Dialogue 
written by Alfred B. Sedgwick. 
One Male, one Female Character. 
Suitable for the Variety Stage. 

THE CHARGE 0? THE HASH 

BRIGADE —A Comic Irish Musical 
Sketch. The Musie composed and 
the Libretto written by Joseph P. 
Skelly. Two Male, two Female 
Characters. Suitable for the Variety 
Stage. _ 



GAMBRINUS- KING OE LAGER 

BEER.— A Musical Ethiopian Bur- 
lesque, in One Act. Music and Dia- 
logue by Frank Dljioxt. Eight 
Male, one Female Character. Suita- 
ble for the Ethiopian Stage. 

AERICANUS BLUEBEARD -A 

Musical Ethiopian Burlesque, in One 
Act. Music and Dialogue by Frank 
Dumont. Four Male, fo*o.r Female 
Characters Suitable for the ElLio- 
plan Stage. 



DE WITT'S 

ETHIOPIAN AND COMIC DRAMA. 



" Let those laugh now who never laughed before, 
And those who always laughed now laugh the more." 

Nothing so thorough and complete in the way of Ethiopian and Comic Dramas 
<£>?.y ever been printed as those that appear in the following list. Not only are th^j 

!.ji o~.s excellent, the characters droll, the incidents funny, the language humorous! 
Kic a r t the situations, by-play, positions, pantomimic business, scenery, and tricks 
are se plainly set down and clearly explained, that the merest novice could put 
any of tuem on the stage. Included in this catalogue are all the most laughable 
and elective pieces of their class ever produced. 

**# In ordering, please copy the figures at the commencement of each play, 
which indicate the number of the piece in " De Witt's Ethiopian and Comic 
Drama./ 1 

<p£T~ Any of the following plays sent, postage free, on receipt of pric^- 
15 Cents Bach. Address, 

""> J r ' , DE WITT, 

J\To. 33 Rose Street, New York. 



TW* The figures In the columns indicate the number of characters— M. mafc v 
F. female^ 

— » » « — 



NO, M. F. 

73. African Box, burlesque, 2 scene 5 

107. A-fricanus Bluebeard, musical 

Ethiopian burlesque 6 2 

43. Baby Elephant, sketch, 2 scene 7 1 
79. Barney's Courtship, musical 

intei.nde, 1 act 1 1 

42. Bad Waiskey, sketch. 1 scene. 2 1 
6. Black Ci\ap from Whitechapel, 

negro p.'eoe 4 

10. Black Cufcmist, sketch, 1 scene 3 

11. Black-ey'd William, sketch, 2 

scenes 4 1 

40. Big Mistake, sketch, 1 scene.. 4 
78. Bogus Indian, sketch, 4 scenes 5 2 
89. Bogus Talking Machines (The) 

farce, 1 scene . , 4 

24. Bruised and Cured, sketch, 1 

scene 2 

108. Charge of the Hash Brigade, 

Irish musical sketch 2 2 

35. Coal Heaver's Rbvenge, negro 

sketch, 1 scene 6 

41. Cremation, sketch, 2 scenes... 8 1 
,12. Daguerreotypes, sketch, 1 scene 3 

53. Damon and Pythias, burlesque, 

2 scenes 5 1 

63. Darkey's Stratagem, 1 act — 3 1 

110. De Black Magician, Ethiopian 

comicality, i scene 4 *2 

111. Deeds of Darkness, Ethiopian 

extravaganza. 1 act 6 1 

50. Draft (The), sketch, 1 act 6 

$4 Dutchman's Ghost, 1 scene... 4 1 



No. 
95. 
67. 
4. 
93. 
52. 
25. 

51. 

88. 

106. 



83. 

77. 

17. 

58. 
31. 
20. 
82. 
86. 
70. 
61. 
23. 

3. 
48. 
68. 
71. 
33. 
94. 



M. 3*. 

Dutch Justice, sketch, 1 scene 11 

Editor's Troubles, farce, 1 see. 6 

Eh ? What is It ? sketch 4 1 

Elopement (The), farce, 1 scene 4 1 
Excise Trials, sketch, 1 scene. 10 1 
Fehow that Looks Like Me, in- 
terlude, 1 scene — 2 * 

Fisherman's Luck, 1 scene 2 C 

First Night (The), Dutch farce, 

1 act 4 f, 

Gambrinus, King of Lager 
Beer, Ethiopian buriesqu 2 

scenes 8 j 

German Emigrant (The), sketch 

1 scene 2 3 

Getting Square on the Call Boy, 

sketch, 1 scene 3 o 

Ghost (The), sketch, 1 act 2 G 

Ghost in a Pawnshop, 1 scene. 4 

Glycerine Oil, sketch 3 (I 

Going for the Cup, interlude.. 4 

Good Night's Rest, 1 scene. ..3 

Gripsack, sketch, l scene 3 

Guide to the Stage, sketch ... 3 C 

Happy Couple, 1 scene. 2 1 

Hard Times, extravaganza, 1 

scene 5 1 

Hemmed In, sketch 3 \ 

High Jack, the Heeler. 1 sceno 6 

Hippotheatron, sketch 9 

In and Out, Sketch, 1 scene... 2 B 

Jealous Husband, sketch 2 t 

Julius, the Snoozer, 8 scenes . ? i 



BE WITT'S ETHIOPIAN A1TD COMIC DRAMA (Continued). 



I?o. 
JOJ. 

1. 

36. 

18. 

60. 

37. 
, 90. 
109. 
119. 
1 96. 



101 



8. 
44. 
49. 

22. 

27. 

30. 

73. 

87. 



65. 
91. 

92. 

14. 
45. 

105. 



81. 
26 
.15. 
59. 
80. 

21. 

84. 
38. 
74. 
46. 
69. 
56. 
72. 

7. 
13. 
16. 
47. 
54. 

soo. 

102. 
34. 

2. 

104. 

5. 

28. 

62. 

82 



31, v. I No. 
Katrina's Little Game, Dutch 39. 

act, 1 scene 1 2 75. 

Last of the Mohicans, sketch.. 3 1 

Laughing Gas, sketch, 1 scene. 1 r 93. 

Live Injun, sketch, 4 scenes. .. 4 l) £9. 

Lost Will, sketch 4 Ol 97. 

Lucky Job, farce, 2 scenes.... 3 2 

Lunatic (The), farce, 1 scene.. 3 93. 

Making a Hit, farce, 2 scenes.. 4 

Malicious Trespass, 1 scene — 3 65 
Midnight Intruder (The), farce, 113, 

1 scene 6 1 na 

. Mollie Moriarty, Irish music- 114, 

al sketch, 1 scene 1 1 

Mutton Trial, sketch, 2 scenes 4 115. 

Musical Servant, sketch, 1 see. 3 
Night in a Strange Hotel, H6. 

sketch, 1 scene 2 

Obeying Orders, sketch 1 scene 2 1 117 
One Hundredth Night of Ham- 1 18. 

let, sketch 7 1 

One Night in a Barroom, jiq 

sketch 7 ' 

One, TWo, Three, 1 scene 7 jgQ 

Pete and the Peddler, Negro 

an .1 Irish sketch, 1 scene 2 1 

Policy Players, sketch, 1 scene 7 
Pompey's Patiems, interlude, 

2 B'cunes 6 

Porter's Troubles, 1 scene 6 1 J23. 

Port Wine vs. Jealousy, sketch 2 1 
Painter's Apprentice (The), 

farce, 1 scene .. 5 C 

Polar Bear (The), 1 scene 4 1 125. 

Recruiting Office, sketch, 1 act. 5 
Remittance from Home, 

sketch, 1 scene 6 

Rehearsal (The), Irish farce, 2 j2T. 

scenes 4 2 

Rigging a Purchase, sketch, 1 

scene 3 

Rival Artists, sketch, 1 scene. 3 

Rival Tenants, sketch 4 

Sam's Courtship, farce, 1 act.. 2 1 

Sausage Makers, 2 scenes 5 1 

Scenes on the Mississippi, 

2 scenes 6 

Scampini, pantomime, 2 scenes 6 3 

Serenade(The), eketch,2 scenes 7 

Siamese Twins, 2 scenes 5 

Sleep Walker, sketch, 2 scenes 3 

Slippery Day, sketch, 1 scene. 6 1 

Squire for a Day, sketch 5 1 

Stage-struck Couple, 1 scene.. 2 1 

Stranger, burlesque, 1 scene... 1 2 

and 2 children. 

Stupid Servant, sketch, 1 scene 2 *> 

Streets of New York, 1 scene . 6 

Storming the Fort, 1 scene 5 

Take it, Don't Take It, 1 scene 2 

Them Papers, sketch, 1 scene. 3 

Three Chiefs (The), 2 scenes . . 6 

Three A. M., sketch, 2 scenes. 3 1 
Three Strings to One Bow, 

sketch, 1 scene 4 1 

Tricks, sketch 5 2 

Two Awfuls (The), 1 scene 5 

Two Black Roses, sketch 4 1 

Uucle Eph's Dream, 2 scenes.. 3 1 

Y inegar Bitters, sketch, 1 scene 6 1 

Wake Up, William Henry. ... 3 » \ 



H. F, 

Wanted, a Nurse, 1 scene.... «, 4 
Weston the Walkist, Dutch 

sketch, 1 scene 7 1 

What Shall I Take ? farce, 1 act 8 1 

Who Died First ? 1 scene 3 1 

Who's the Actor ? farce, 1 

scene 4 

Wrong Woman in the Right 

Place, sketch, 2 scenes ... 2 2 

Young Scamp, sketch, 1 scene. 3 0. 
The Coming Man, sketch, 1 act 3 !>] 

Ambition, farce, 2 scenes 7 it 

One Night in a Medical College, 

sketch, 1 scene 7 J 

Private Boarding, comedy, 1 

scene -.5 & 

Zaeharias' Funeral, farce- 1 

scene 5 

Motor B«Iiiws, comedy, 1 scene ^ ; 
Helen's Funny Babies, bur- 

lcsquci...... 6 C 

My Wife's Visitors, comic 

drami\ 1 t-cene 6 1 

Body Snatchers (The), Negro 

sketch, 3 scenes 3 1 

Stocks tip. Stocks Down J 

Negro faro?, 1 scene it 

Ticket Tate.', Negro farce, 1 

scene *? C 

The IntelliErvce Office, Ethio- 
pian sketc.L, i scene f 1 

Deaf as a J°os% Ethiopian 

sketch. 1 sceue. f G 

Oh, Hush ! iSeg'-o Operatic 

Olio, 3 scenes 4 1 

Black Statue, Nejyro farce, 1 

scene 4 'i 

Blinks and Jinks .Ethiopian 

sketch, 1 scene. . . 3 \ 




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DE, WITT'S ACTING PLAYS (Continued). 



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No. 
144. 

34. 
137. 
111. 
119. 
165. 

48. 

32. 
164. 
109. 

85. 

87. 
143. 
189. 
163. 
154. 

63. 

39. 
7. 

49. 

15. 

46. 

51. 
184. 
108. 
188. 
169. 
130. 

92. 
193. 

140. 

m. 

2. 

57. 
104. 
112. 
185. 

84. 
117. 

171. 

14. 

m. 

176. 

90. 
170. 

33. 
3. 

97. 

66. 

172, 
94. 
45. 

155. 

178. 

\ 147- 

I 156. 

82. 

;s7. 

23 
62. 



M. F. 

Lancashire Lass, melodrama, 5 acts.12 3 

Larkins' Love Letters, farce, 1 act . . 3 2 

L' Article 47, drama, 3 acts 11 5 

Liar (The), comedy, 2 acts 7 2 

Life Chase, drama, 5 acts 14 5 

Living Statue (The), farce, 1 act 3 2 

Little Annie's Birthday, farce, 1 act. 2 4 

Little Rebel, farce, 1 act 4 3 

Little Ruby, drama, 3 acts 6 6 

Locked In, comedietta, 1 act 2 2 

Locked In with a Lady, sketch, 1 act. 1 1 

Locked Out, comic scene 1 2 

Lodgers an>i Dodgers, farce, 1 act.. 4 2 

Leap Year, musical duality, 1 act. . . 1 1 

Marcoretti, drama, 3 acts 10 3 

Maria and Magdalena, play, 4 acts .8 6 ( 

Marriage at Any Price, farce, 1 act. 5 3 

Master Jones 1 Birthday, farce, 1 act. 4 2 

Maud's Peril, drama, 4 acts 5 3 

Midnight Watch, drama, 1 act 9 2 

Milky White, drama, 2 acts 4 2 

Miriam's Crime, drama, 3 acts 5 2 

Model of a Wife, farce, 1 act 3 2 

Money, comedy, 5 acts 17 3 

Mr. Scroggins, farce, 1 act 3 3 

Mr. X., farce, 1 act 3 3 

My Uncle's Suit, farce, 1 act 4 1 

My Wife's Diary, farce, 1 act 3 1 

My Wife's Out, farce, 1 act 2 2 

My Walking Photograph, musical 

duality, 1 act 1 1 

Never Reckon Your Chickens, etc., 

farce, 1 act 3 4 

New Men and Old Acres, comedy, 3 8 5 

Nobody's Child, drama, 3 acts 8 3 

Noemie, drama, 2 acts 4 4 

No Name, drama, 5 acts. 7 5 

Not a Bit Jealous, farce, 1 act 3 3 

Not So Bad as We Seem, play, 5 acts. 14 3 

Not Guiity, drama, 4 acts 10 6 

Not Such a Fool as He Looks, drama, 

3 acts 5 4 

Noihing Like Paste, farce, 1 act 3 1 

No Thoroughfare, drama, 5 acts and 

prologue 13 6 

Off the Stage, comedietta, 1 act 3 3 

On Bread and Water, farce, 1 act... 1 2 

Only a halfpenny, farce, 1 act 2 2 

Only Somebody, farce, 1 act 4 2 

One too Many for Him, farce, 1 act. 2 3 

£100,000, comedy, 3 acts 8 4 

Orange Bio- soma, comedietta, 1 act. 3 3 
Orange Girl, drama, in prologue 

and 3 acts 18 4 

Ours, comedy, 3 acts 6 3 

Our Clerks, farce, 1 act 7 5 

Our Domestics, comedy farce, 2 acts 6 6 

Our Heroes, military play. 5 acts. . .24 5 
Out at Sea, drama in prologue and 

4 acts 16 5 

Overland Route, comedy, 3 acts. . . .11 5 

Peace at Any Price, farce, 1 act 1 1 

Peep o' Day, drama, 4 acts 12 4 

Peggy Green, fane, 1 act 3 10 

Petticoat Parliament, extravaganza, 

in one act 15 24 

Photographic Fix, farce, 1 act 3 2 

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61. Plot and Passion, drama, 3 acts. 
138. Poll and Partner Joe, burlesque, 1 

act 10 

Poppleton's Predicaments, farce, 1 3 

Porter's Knot, drama, 2 acts 8 

Post Boy, drama, 2 acts 5 

Pretty Horse-Breaker, farce, 1 act. . 3 
181 and 182. Queen Mary, drama, 4 acts.38 

157. Quite at Home, comedietta, 1 act. . . 5 
196. Queerest Courtship (The), comic op 

eretta, 1 act 1 

Race for a Dinner, farce, 1 act 10 

Richelieu, play, 5 acts 16 

Rightful Heir, drama, 5 acts 10 

Roll of the Drum, drama, 3 acts. ... 8 
Ruy Bias, drama, 4 acts 12 

194. Rum, drama, 3 acts 7 

195. Rosemi Shell, travesty, 1 act, 4 

scenes 6 

158. School, comedy, 4 acts 6 

79. Sheep in Wolf's Clothing, drama, 1 7 

37. Silent Protector, farce, 1 act 3 

35. Silent Woman, farce, 1 act 2 

43. Sisterly Service, comedietta, 1 act . . 7 

6. Six Months Ago, comedietta, 1 act. 2 
10. Snapping Turtles, duologue, 1 act. . 1 

&6. Society, comedy, 3 acts 16 

78. Special Performances, farce, 1 act. . 7 
31. Taming a Tiger, farce, 1 act 3 



m. r. 
7 2 



110. 
50. 
59. 
95. 



132 

183 

38 

77, 

13 



83. 

42. 
27. 



134 

29. 
:fi8 



126. Twice Killed, farce, 1 act 6 



150. Tell-Tale Heart, comedietta, 1 act.. 1 
120. Tempest in a Teapot, comedy, 1 act. 2 
146. There's no Smoke Without Fire, 

comedietta, 1 act 1 2 

Thrice Married, personation piece, 

lact 6 

Time and the Hour, drama, 3 acts. . 7 
Time and Tide, drama, 3 acts and 

prologue 7 

133. Timothy to the Rescue, farce, 1 act. 4 
153. 'Tis Better to Live than to Die, 

farce, 1 act 2 

Tompkins the Troubadour, farce, 1 3 

Turning the Tables, farce, 1 act 5 

Tweedie's Rights, comedy, 2 acts.. 4 



56. Two Gay Deceivers, farce, 1 act 3 

123. Two PoMs, farce, 1 act 4 4 

198. Twin Sisters (The), comic operetta, 

1 act 3 1 

162. Uncle's Will, comedietta, 1 act 2 1 

106. Up for the Cattle Show, farce, 1 act. 6 2 

81. Vandyke Brown, farce, 1 act. ...... 3 3 

124. Volunteer Review, farce, 1 act 6 6 

91. Walpole, comedy, 3 acts 7 2 

118. Wanted, a Young Lady, farce, 1 act. 3 

44. War to the Knife, comedy, 3 acts. . . 5 4 

105. Which of the Two? comedietta, lact 2 10 



98. Who is Who? farce, 1 act 3 

12. Widow Hunt, comedy, 3 acts 4 

5. William Tell with a Vengeance, 

burlesque 

136. Woman in Red, drama, 3 acts and 

prologue 6 

161. Woman's Vows and Mason's Oaths, 

4 acts 10 

11. Woodcock's Little Game, farce, 2 4 
54. Young Collegian (Cantab.), farce, I 3 



2 
4 

8 2 




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